[Intro: Ski Mask The Slump God] Yuh Yuh, lil' bitch, ha I'ma go back to rappin' about tickles and pickles Y'all rocking with DJ Scheme, lil' bitch Yuh Oh my God, Ronny [Verse 1: Ski Mask The Slump God] Yuh First made her giggle no tickle, uh Then made her tickle my pickle, uh Metal on me like a nickel, uh Ice on me just like a 'cicle, uh Might buy your bike And if I bought a bike, then I'm putting ice on a bicycle These niggas bite, oh yes, these niggas bite Like Mike Tyson, I react with giggles, uh Danny, how you feel? [Verse 2: Danny Towers] I feel great, uh Hit 'em with a sawed-off, make a bitch nod off Nigga, this not your day, uh Niggas get bought out, choppa go gra-tow Took a bitch out like a date He ain't ever caught no case Try to cross me, get put on skates [Verse 3: Ski Mask The Slump God] On my plate, A1 steaks Scope on AR, a-okay Jetson my car, UFO Said I'm gettin' cheese kinda like a Dorito Long live Jahseh, all I know Oh, also I be flyer than your neighborhood crow [Verse 4: Danny Towers] Shh, shh, shh Brrr, gra-tow Yeah I run off with your shit, nigga, what now I'm on the block from sun up to sun down When you was under you were nowhere to be found (*beep*, *beep*) I'm servin' them pelicans, I'm in the trap, I do it so elegant K on my back, revenge on my letterman Hit with some shots, I ain't feel, 'cause adrenalin Lil' Boat how you feel? [Verse 5: Lil Yachty] Just like a million dollars, Danny I'm in the Phantom, my bitch got no panties She can't feel her face, she did two or three xanies Her bestie off X, she popped 'em just like candies My game like the Huskies, my G Wagon dusty My first Cuban link platinum, it don't get rusty Brought one with the gang, since he saw that, huh, must be I ran into Berner, he threw me the musty I took a big whiff, had my face lookin' ugly These lil' bitches thought that I'm related to Dougie Her BD a loser, he drivin' a buggy I'm tired, he lucky, he mad she gon' fuck me I'm sorry, these bitches are always tryna fuck me I'm cool, test me dawg, you a fool Young prodigy, bitches see me, they drool Nigga fuck wit' the money, we whoop out the tool Whippin' my dick on the stool If she startin', she out it Got five different rings, cost more than an Audi My niggas need alibis, they always rowdy "Boat, why you keep all them Blood niggas 'round you?" 'Cause I can't trust a soul, these niggas might down me Even though niggas be softer than Downy Never know when your name got a bounty [Outro: Lil Yachty] Scheme, Ski, Danny Hello!
Yeah Yeah, lil' bitch (huh) I'ma go back to rappin' about tickles and pickles (Y'all rocking with DJ Scheme, lil' bitch) yeah (Oh my God, Ronny) ay Yeah, first made her giggle no tickle, uh Then made her tickle my pickle, uh Metal on me like a nickel, uh Ice on me just like a 'cicle, uh Might buy your bike And if I bought a bike Then I'm putting ice on a bicycle, uh These niggas bite, oh yes, these niggas bite Like Mike Tyson, I react with giggles, uh Danny, how you feel? I feel great, uh Hit 'em with a sawed-off, make a bitch nod off Nigga, this not your date, uh Niggas get bought out, choppa go gra-tow Took bitch out like a date, uh He ain't ever caught no case Try to cross me, get put on skates On my plate, A1 steaks Scope on AR, a-okay Jets in my car, UFO Said I'm gettin' cheese kinda like a Dorito Long live Jahseh, all I know Oh, also I be flyer than your neighborhood crow Shh, shh, shh, brrt, gra-tow Yeah I run off with your shit, nigga, what now? I'm on the block from sun to the sun down When you was under you were nowhere to be found I'm servin' them pelicans, I'm in the trap, I do it so elegant K on my back, Revenge on my leatherman Hit with some shots, I ain't feel, 'cause the 'drenalin Lil' Boat how you feel? Just like a million dollars, Danny I'm in the Phantom, my bitch got no panties She can't feel her face, she did two or three Xanies Her bestie off X, she popped 'em just like candies My game like the Huskies, my G Wagon dusty My first cuban link platinum, it don't get rusty Brought one with the gang, since he saw that, huh? Must be I ran up the burner, he threw me the musty I took a bitch workout, my face lookin' ugly These lil' bitches thought that I'm related to Dougie Her BD a loser, he drivin' a buggy I'm tired, he lucky, he mad she gon' fuck me I'm sorry, these bitches are always tryna fuck me I'm cool, test me dawg, you a fool Young prodigy, bitches see me, they drool Nigga fuck wit' the money, we whoop out the tool Whippin' my dick on the stool If she startin', she out it Got five different rings, cost more than an Audi My niggas need alibis, they always rowdy "Boat why you keep all them blood niggas 'round you?" 'Cause I can't trust a soul, these niggas might down me Even know niggas be softer than Downy Never know when your name got a bounty Scheme, Ski, Danny, hello!
Yeah Yeah, lil' bitch (huh) I'ma go back to rappin' about tickles and pickles (Y'all rocking with DJ Scheme, lil' bitch) yeah (Oh my God, Ronny) ay Yeah, first made her giggle no tickle, uh Then made her tickle my pickle, uh Metal on me like a nickel, uh Ice on me just like a 'cicle, uh Might buy your bike And if I bought a bike Then I'm putting ice on a bicycle, uh These niggas bite, oh yes, these niggas bite Like Mike Tyson, I react with giggles, uh Danny, how you feel? I feel great, uh Hit 'em with a sawed-off, make a bitch nod off Nigga, this not your date, uh Niggas get bought out, choppa go gra-tow Took bitch out like a date, uh He ain't ever caught no case Try to cross me, get put on skates On my plate, A1 steaks Scope on AR, a-okay Jets in my car, UFO Said I'm gettin' cheese kinda like a Dorito Long live Jahseh, all I know Oh, also I be flyer than your neighborhood crow Shh, shh, shh, brrt, gra-tow Yeah I run off with your shit, nigga, what now? I'm on the block from sun to the sun down When you was under you were nowhere to be found I'm servin' them pelicans, I'm in the trap, I do it so elegant K on my back, Revenge on my leatherman Hit with some shots, I ain't feel, 'cause the 'drenalin Lil' Boat how you feel? Just like a million dollars, Danny I'm in the Phantom, my bitch got no panties She can't feel her face, she did two or three Xanies Her bestie off X, she popped 'em just like candies My game like the Huskies, my G Wagon dusty My first cuban link platinum, it don't get rusty Brought one with the gang, since he saw that, huh? Must be I ran up the burner, he threw me the musty I took a bitch workout, my face lookin' ugly These lil' bitches thought that I'm related to Dougie Her BD a loser, he drivin' a buggy I'm tired, he lucky, he mad she gon' fuck me I'm sorry, these bitches are always tryna fuck me I'm cool, test me dawg, you a fool Young prodigy, bitches see me, they drool Nigga fuck wit' the money, we whoop out the tool Whippin' my dick on the stool If she startin', she out it Got five different rings, cost more than an Audi My niggas need alibis, they always rowdy "Boat why you keep all them blood niggas 'round you?" 'Cause I can't trust a soul, these niggas might down me Even know niggas be softer than Downy Never know when your name got a bounty Scheme, Ski, Danny, hello!
1:42 best part
Bro what 808 is that?!🥵🔥🤙🏼
That aint 808
@@GiovanniXO those aren't 808s, those are METEORS
Y’all know DJ scheme messes with his 808s a ton 😂
Those are 909s at this point my guy😂😂😂
Brah, can you give that 808 bas? Please)
Bro sounds great on subwoofer
What’s The 808 Sample You Used?
RonnyJ's OMGRONNY Splice pack
anyone know the BPM? cuz every time there’s a beat pause it seems to go off tempo
danny how ya feel
Jb D i feel great
Just like a million dollars danny
Hi
@@h4ywood shut your cake hole
What bass line is this
[Intro: Ski Mask The Slump God] Yuh Yuh, lil' bitch, ha I'ma go back to rappin' about tickles and pickles Y'all rocking with DJ Scheme, lil' bitch Yuh Oh my God, Ronny [Verse 1: Ski Mask The Slump God] Yuh First made her giggle no tickle, uh Then made her tickle my pickle, uh Metal on me like a nickel, uh Ice on me just like a 'cicle, uh Might buy your bike And if I bought a bike, then I'm putting ice on a bicycle These niggas bite, oh yes, these niggas bite Like Mike Tyson, I react with giggles, uh Danny, how you feel? [Verse 2: Danny Towers] I feel great, uh Hit 'em with a sawed-off, make a bitch nod off Nigga, this not your day, uh Niggas get bought out, choppa go gra-tow Took a bitch out like a date He ain't ever caught no case Try to cross me, get put on skates [Verse 3: Ski Mask The Slump God] On my plate, A1 steaks Scope on AR, a-okay Jetson my car, UFO Said I'm gettin' cheese kinda like a Dorito Long live Jahseh, all I know Oh, also I be flyer than your neighborhood crow [Verse 4: Danny Towers] Shh, shh, shh Brrr, gra-tow Yeah I run off with your shit, nigga, what now I'm on the block from sun up to sun down When you was under you were nowhere to be found (*beep*, *beep*) I'm servin' them pelicans, I'm in the trap, I do it so elegant K on my back, revenge on my letterman Hit with some shots, I ain't feel, 'cause adrenalin Lil' Boat how you feel? [Verse 5: Lil Yachty] Just like a million dollars, Danny I'm in the Phantom, my bitch got no panties She can't feel her face, she did two or three xanies Her bestie off X, she popped 'em just like candies My game like the Huskies, my G Wagon dusty My first Cuban link platinum, it don't get rusty Brought one with the gang, since he saw that, huh, must be I ran into Berner, he threw me the musty I took a big whiff, had my face lookin' ugly These lil' bitches thought that I'm related to Dougie Her BD a loser, he drivin' a buggy I'm tired, he lucky, he mad she gon' fuck me I'm sorry, these bitches are always tryna fuck me I'm cool, test me dawg, you a fool Young prodigy, bitches see me, they drool Nigga fuck wit' the money, we whoop out the tool Whippin' my dick on the stool If she startin', she out it Got five different rings, cost more than an Audi My niggas need alibis, they always rowdy "Boat, why you keep all them Blood niggas 'round you?" 'Cause I can't trust a soul, these niggas might down me Even though niggas be softer than Downy Never know when your name got a bounty [Outro: Lil Yachty] Scheme, Ski, Danny Hello!
Base so hard I had to take a shit
Omg ronny
WHAT 808
Why is everyone talking about 808
Yeah
Yeah, lil' bitch (huh)
I'ma go back to rappin' about tickles and pickles
(Y'all rocking with DJ Scheme, lil' bitch) yeah
(Oh my God, Ronny) ay
Yeah, first made her giggle no tickle, uh
Then made her tickle my pickle, uh
Metal on me like a nickel, uh
Ice on me just like a 'cicle, uh
Might buy your bike
And if I bought a bike
Then I'm putting ice on a bicycle, uh
These niggas bite, oh yes, these niggas bite
Like Mike Tyson, I react with giggles, uh
Danny, how you feel?
I feel great, uh
Hit 'em with a sawed-off, make a bitch nod off
Nigga, this not your date, uh
Niggas get bought out, choppa go gra-tow
Took bitch out like a date, uh
He ain't ever caught no case
Try to cross me, get put on skates
On my plate, A1 steaks
Scope on AR, a-okay
Jets in my car, UFO
Said I'm gettin' cheese kinda like a Dorito
Long live Jahseh, all I know
Oh, also I be flyer than your neighborhood crow
Shh, shh, shh, brrt, gra-tow
Yeah I run off with your shit, nigga, what now?
I'm on the block from sun to the sun down
When you was under you were nowhere to be found
I'm servin' them pelicans, I'm in the trap, I do it so elegant
K on my back, Revenge on my leatherman
Hit with some shots, I ain't feel, 'cause the 'drenalin
Lil' Boat how you feel?
Just like a million dollars, Danny
I'm in the Phantom, my bitch got no panties
She can't feel her face, she did two or three Xanies
Her bestie off X, she popped 'em just like candies
My game like the Huskies, my G Wagon dusty
My first cuban link platinum, it don't get rusty
Brought one with the gang, since he saw that, huh? Must be
I ran up the burner, he threw me the musty
I took a bitch workout, my face lookin' ugly
These lil' bitches thought that I'm related to Dougie
Her BD a loser, he drivin' a buggy
I'm tired, he lucky, he mad she gon' fuck me
I'm sorry, these bitches are always tryna fuck me
I'm cool, test me dawg, you a fool
Young prodigy, bitches see me, they drool
Nigga fuck wit' the money, we whoop out the tool
Whippin' my dick on the stool
If she startin', she out it
Got five different rings, cost more than an Audi
My niggas need alibis, they always rowdy
"Boat why you keep all them blood niggas 'round you?"
'Cause I can't trust a soul, these niggas might down me
Even know niggas be softer than Downy
Never know when your name got a bounty
Scheme, Ski, Danny, hello!
This reminds me of gucci gang
@Diah BOZ idk it just does
@@choppaextendo2.016 :)
the beat is offtempo
Fr
Hell naw
Yeah
Yeah, lil' bitch (huh)
I'ma go back to rappin' about tickles and pickles
(Y'all rocking with DJ Scheme, lil' bitch) yeah
(Oh my God, Ronny) ay
Yeah, first made her giggle no tickle, uh
Then made her tickle my pickle, uh
Metal on me like a nickel, uh
Ice on me just like a 'cicle, uh
Might buy your bike
And if I bought a bike
Then I'm putting ice on a bicycle, uh
These niggas bite, oh yes, these niggas bite
Like Mike Tyson, I react with giggles, uh
Danny, how you feel?
I feel great, uh
Hit 'em with a sawed-off, make a bitch nod off
Nigga, this not your date, uh
Niggas get bought out, choppa go gra-tow
Took bitch out like a date, uh
He ain't ever caught no case
Try to cross me, get put on skates
On my plate, A1 steaks
Scope on AR, a-okay
Jets in my car, UFO
Said I'm gettin' cheese kinda like a Dorito
Long live Jahseh, all I know
Oh, also I be flyer than your neighborhood crow
Shh, shh, shh, brrt, gra-tow
Yeah I run off with your shit, nigga, what now?
I'm on the block from sun to the sun down
When you was under you were nowhere to be found
I'm servin' them pelicans, I'm in the trap, I do it so elegant
K on my back, Revenge on my leatherman
Hit with some shots, I ain't feel, 'cause the 'drenalin
Lil' Boat how you feel?
Just like a million dollars, Danny
I'm in the Phantom, my bitch got no panties
She can't feel her face, she did two or three Xanies
Her bestie off X, she popped 'em just like candies
My game like the Huskies, my G Wagon dusty
My first cuban link platinum, it don't get rusty
Brought one with the gang, since he saw that, huh? Must be
I ran up the burner, he threw me the musty
I took a bitch workout, my face lookin' ugly
These lil' bitches thought that I'm related to Dougie
Her BD a loser, he drivin' a buggy
I'm tired, he lucky, he mad she gon' fuck me
I'm sorry, these bitches are always tryna fuck me
I'm cool, test me dawg, you a fool
Young prodigy, bitches see me, they drool
Nigga fuck wit' the money, we whoop out the tool
Whippin' my dick on the stool
If she startin', she out it
Got five different rings, cost more than an Audi
My niggas need alibis, they always rowdy
"Boat why you keep all them blood niggas 'round you?"
'Cause I can't trust a soul, these niggas might down me
Even know niggas be softer than Downy
Never know when your name got a bounty
Scheme, Ski, Danny, hello!