lirik lagu ronehl - trained ears only
[chorus]
youngboy, i’m ’bout to right foot creep when you hide out seekin’
i’m in the car with a badass b~tch, had to take my blunt, cause the hoe keep chiefin’ (d~mn)
they was like “boy, what is this?”
young n~ggas know it’s a ronehl season
you better train your ears when you listen to this, i’m ’bout give you a reason
h~hop out the car with the gen 5~6 (brr)
dye bands, i’ma rock my wrist (yeah)
she heard my voice on the beat, now the lil hoe shakin’, i got the hoe sick (sick)
feelin’ like steph, i’ma pop my sh~t
you a lil ass kid, n~gga, 6~7 this
went out once with the gang, that’s a 6~0 hit
can’t talk to a hoe, unless i’m finna hit
[verse]
might hit with a bluetooth
put that lil hoe on the net like its youtube, i never knew you
i got some loose screws, i’m the type f~ck on b~tch, and go find me another like blues clues
she off the perky, said she goin’ cuckoo
f~ck ’bout the price tag, i got some new shoes
i thought i told you that i’m finna dip on you, baby
she told me that “i’m scared to lose you” what?
like, what? what the f~ck a n~gga tryna do?
i’m the type do, f~ck yo b~tch in a coupe
been had sauce, i ain’t talkin’ ’bout soup
been had glocks, walk down, i’ma shoot
got your hoe on my phone, i don’t gotta show proof
walk down on your mans, what the hate gon’ do?
you a dumbass n~gga, eat soup with a spoon, huh?
been had bands, so i look like a liar (uh, huh)
pull out the chop, that b~tch sound like mariah (yeah, yeah)
puff out the blunt, man i keep gettin’ higher
would spark me another, but a n~gga got tired (yeah, yeah)
i drop a song when you handin’ out flyers
your b~tch want d~ck, i’m the one she desire
what is you doing? you claimin’ a hoe when you know that her coochie on fire (d~mn)
[chorus]
youngboy, i’m ’bout to right foot creep when you hide out seekin’
i’m in the car with a badass b~tch
had to take my blunt, cause the hoe keep chiefin’ (d~mn)
they was like “boy, what is this?”
young n~ggas know it’s a ronehl season
you better train your ears when you listen to this, i’m ’bout give you a reason
hop out the car with the gen 5~6 (brr)
dye bands, i’ma rock my wrist (yeah)
she heard my voice on the beat
now the lil hoe shakin’, i got the hoe sick (sick)
feelin’ like steph, i’ma pop my sh~t (sh~t)
you a lil ass kid, n~gga, 6~7 this (this)
went out once with the gang, that’s a 6~0 hit
can’t talk to a hoe, unless i’m finna hit
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