OH LA LA

Lyrics

[Intro: Ron Suno] [?] Ron Suno, niggas know the fucking vibes Jay got the bangers Busy I get busy Semi, semi Gang Bang [Chorus: Ron Suno] Like hol'up Roll up the ooh la la up in the Molly Walkin' with 2 Glocks up in the party Nigga, don't move hot 'cause I'ma spark it Hol'on, yes (yes) We let it get busy with the knockers Niggas be talkin', gettin' outta' pocket They really don't want it, bang 'em like the rockets Like hol'up Roll up the ooh la la up in the Molly Walkin' with 2 Glocks up in the party Nigga, don't move hot 'cause I'ma spark it Hol'on, yes (yes) We let it get busy with the knockers Niggas be talkin', gettin' outta' pocket They really don't want it, bang 'em like the rockets [Verse 1: Ron Suno] They want smoke on the road, I'ma catch me a case And I'm all in her throat, I be catchin' the face And I use to be broke, that was back in the days Now I run through the dough like its cash in the bank The dummies be watchin', I'm known for the violence I spin on my dolie, I'm startin' a riot They talk like they know me, but niggas be lyin' 2 shots out the semi, can't catchin' me hidin' We might just bend him like Tracy McGrady, I'm really ballin' like KD None of these niggas can play me, Ron Suno the best, that's the reason they hate me Got some bangers in Harlem Please do not slide if you don't want no problem Ready to ride in the Ghost, I go harder We let it drop, I told brodie to park him [Chorus: Ron Suno] Like hol'up Roll up the ooh la la up in the Molly Walkin' with 2 Glocks up in the party Nigga, don't move hot 'cause I'ma spark it Hol'on, yes (yes) We let it get busy with the knockers Niggas be talkin', gettin' outta' pocket They really don't want it, bang 'em like the rockets Like hol'up Roll up the ooh la la up in the Molly Walkin' with 2 Glocks up in the party Nigga, don't move hot 'cause I'ma spark it Hol'on, yes (yes) We let it get busy with the knockers Niggas be talkin', gettin' outta' pocket They really don't want it, bang 'em like the rockets [Verse 2: Jay Critch] Nigga, don't move hot 'cause I'ma spark you He talkin' crazy, turn him to a target Pull up and step back, turn him into Harden We let off shots like we at the Gardens She takin' shots, now she wanna dance, put her in the mic', turn her to a artist Bad lil' bitch look like Lori Harvey Green on me like I'm at the Harvey's She said her fav', he go to Harding's I'm so high, I'm up with the Martians Ride with the chop', give a fuck 'bout the Sergeant Move like the mob, you get rolled in a carpet I'm in the trap and brodie still whippin' his elbow, winnin', he like Vince Carter Smoke out the elbow, bag gettin' larger Came out the hellhole now to get richer You know them [?] be on my fit We in the city, we still in the mix Brodie don't rap, but he still makin' hits If I ain't rap, I be takin' yo' shit I pour the lean and I'm takin' a- I pour the lean and I'm takin' a sip If its a bag, then I'm taking that trip If shawty bad, then she taking a- (hey) [Chorus: Ron Suno] Like hol'up Roll up the ooh la la up in the Molly Walkin' with 2 Glocks up in the party Nigga, don't move hot 'cause I'ma spark it Hol'on, yes (yes) We let it get busy with the knockers Niggas be talkin', gettin' outta' pocket They really don't want it, bang 'em like the rockets (hol'on)