BEST OF

BOTTLE BLESSINGS

[Intro – low whisper, group chat ping fx in background]
She told them it was over.
But they already liked the photo.
All her friends know…

[Verse 1 – smug and smooth]
She say “we done,” but her friends stay quiet
All of ‘em watched when she tried to deny it
One sent hearts, one sent eyes
One replied, “Girl, don’t lie”

I ain’t even post her face
Just the legs, the ring, the place
Still her bestie slid a flame
That ain’t love — that’s just game

She talk growth, but her crew know truth
You the rebound, I’m the proof
She left me, yeah — on the surface
But her friends still lurk on purpose

[Pre-Hook – melodic falsetto overlays]
She say it’s over, say it’s low
But group chat lit when I hit that pose
She sendin’ flowers, I sendin’ ghosts
She say “don’t tell” — too late, they know

[Hook – half-sung, smug delivery]
All her friends know — they seen the sheets
They know who had her, they know she peaked
You just post her — I made her tweet
Now she pretend, but the silence speak

All her friends know — they liked that pic
She say it’s old, but still double-tap quick
She say “new love,” I say “old tricks”
They know the vibe — she just remix

[Verse 2 – calm menace, more playful]
I don’t talk, but they talk for me
Screenshots sit where secrets sleep
One of ‘em sent “miss you fr”
I ain’t say nothin’… just let that stir

She post candles, I post sound
She say she healed — her friends still around
One follow me with a fake account
That’s not closure, that’s just clout

You kiss her slow — I watched her bend
You got the girl — I got the end
You plan her world — I planned her night
They know the truth... that’s why they liked

[Bridge – slowed, cinematic drop]
They know the laughs, the ride, the code
They know the sweat she never showed
She call me “mistake” — they call me “bold”
She call you “babe”… but they know I hold

[Hook – repeat, more reverb, echo fx]
All her friends know — they seen the sheets
They know who had her, they know she peaked
You just post her — I made her tweet
Now she pretend, but the silence speak

All her friends know — they liked that pic
She say it’s old, but still double-tap quick
She say “new love,” I say “old tricks”
They know the vibe — she just remix

[Outro – whispered, phone typing sounds]
She said,
“Don’t tell anyone.”
But they already did.

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ALL HER FRIENDS KNOW

[Verse 1 – bouncy rap flow, carefree tone]
Late night swing set, moon lookin’ full
Blunt in my hand, hoodie on, feelin’ cool
Chain creak rhythm like a lo-fi beat
Kicks scuffed up, but my soul got heat

Teeter-totter thoughts, but I’m balanced now
Eyes low ridin’ that merry-go-round
Sky talkin’ wild, clouds doin’ shapes
Ain’t no pain — just fries, vibes, and grapes

[Hook – sing-song, melodic with layered hums]
We outside, we up, we live
Slide down thoughts, and I still survive
Hop the fence to my younger mind
Found peace on the monkey bars this time

I’m playin’, I’m laughin’, I’m lit
Sandbox got my footprints in it
Don’t need much — just weed and sky
Whole damn world in a swing when I fly

[Verse 2 – vibey storytelling]
Hop on the seesaw, she hop on too
We both high, gigglin’ like the sky’s brand new
Spin on the tire swing, stars look fake
Head on her shoulder, eatin’ funnel cake

Used to run from love, now I chase that joy
Same park I grew up in, feel like a boy
Got the speakers bumpin’ from the 4Runner door
Got the munchies, got peace, don’t need no more

[Bridge – soft falsetto drift with reverb trails]
Let the moon be the streetlight now
Let the night be the beat somehow
Let the past stay buried deep
I just swing, then I sleep

[Hook – repeat with higher harmony and carefree ad-libs]
We outside, we up, we live
Slide down thoughts, and I still survive
Hop the fence to my younger mind
Found peace on the monkey bars this time

I’m playin’, I’m laughin’, I’m lit
Sandbox got my footprints in it
Don’t need much — just weed and sky
Whole damn world in a swing when I fly

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SPINNING

[Intro – whispered, low tone]
She grabbed my hand...
Put it on her waist...
God damn...
She dangerous tonight.

[Verse 1]
She ain’t got no chill in her hips (nah)
Back that thing like she born for tips
Club lights red like sin on loop
She bend down low — I lost my root

Hands on me like she castin’ spells
Bouncin’ like rent just hit in hell
Sweat on skin, perfume divine
She grip my wrist like “you mine tonight”

[Hook – chant flow, chopped echoes]
She throwin’ that back like she broke the law
Whinin’ like a freak on a mission (on God)
Body so wild, I forgot where we are
She dancin’ like she need conviction

Bass too loud, I can’t say no
She grindin’ like we backstage solo
Hands on waist, heart in throat
We might f*** right here on the floor

[Verse 2 – faster, glitchy cadence]
Crowd too close, but we don’t care
She ride the beat like a velvet chair
She whisper low, “don’t stop now”
I said “girl, we gon’ need a towel”

Shorty got that look in her eye
Like she don’t need a ride — she drive
Her homegirl smirkin’, DJ wildin’
She pull me closer, hips still pilin’

[Bridge – moody build, pitched-down vocals]
She ain’t dancin’ for fun — that’s prayer
Sweat, lust, rhythm in the air
Grip so tight like she know the plan
Floor might crack, but I won’t stand

[Hook – repeat with more distortion and echoes]
She throwin’ that back like she broke the law
Whinin’ like a freak on a mission
Body so wild, I forgot where we are
She dancin’ like she need conviction

Bass too loud, I can’t say no
She grindin’ like we backstage solo
Hands on waist, heart in throat
We might f*** right here on the floor

[Outro – soft, breathy, and wrong]
Lights flash…
She look back…
No words.
Just movement.
I’m not going home tonight.

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FREAK ON A MISSION

[Intro – playful, smirking]
Sun out, buns out
Water guns — we wildin’
Ay, she just sprayed me…
Now she gotta pay me.

[Verse 1]
Shawty in a pink bikini, fake jugs go boing
She said “dou look rich,” I said “don’t point”
Super soaker loaded, and her aim got skill
I said “baby, don’t squirt — unless you tryna get drilled”

She dancin’ on the pavement, toes in her slides
Back arch godly, thighs baptize
Neighbors peekin’ — they can’t believe
She got my whole crew yellin’ “SHEESH”

[Hook – chant flow, repeat x2]
Outside, sun hot, she whinin’
Block lit, ass out, perfect timin’
Face fake, waist snatched, still divine and
She bent that thing like she rewritin’ climate

Bikini top tight, I’m losin’ my grip
Got water on her chest, now I’m talkin’ my s***
She said “come get wet” — I said “bet”
Now I’m two-steppin’ soaked with no regrets

[Verse 2 – more fun, more freaky]
She pourin’ seltzer down her back like a show
I said “save that for the OnlyFans glow”
She said “boy, you nasty” — I said “duh”
But she still let me smack it like BBQ grub

Music bumpin’ out the DJ van
She throwin’ it in Crocs like she don’t give a damn
My boy passed me the blunt and a plate of mac
Meanwhile, her lil' sundress tryna slide back

[Bridge – call and response, crowd energy]
"Who got the hose?" She do.
"Who got the juice?" Me too.
"Who throwin’ cheeks?" She wild.
"Who need church?" My style.

[Hook – repeat with more bounce]
Outside, sun hot, she whinin’
Block lit, ass out, perfect timin’
Face fake, waist snatched, still divine and
She bent that thing like she rewritin’ climate

Bikini top tight, I’m losin’ my grip
Got water on her chest, now I’m talkin’ my s***
She said “come get wet” — I said “bet”
Now I’m two-steppin’ soaked with no regrets

[Outro – spoken, grinning]
I pulled up for ribs…
Left with a girl, 3 numbers, and a sunburn.
She said I taste like cologne and hot sauce.
It’s a block party, baby. Nobody’s safe.

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BLOCK PARTY

[Intro – playful, smirking]
Sun out, buns out
Water guns — we wildin’
Ay, she just sprayed me…
Now she gotta pay me.

[Verse 1]
Shawty in a pink bikini, fake jugs go boing
She said “you look rich,” I said “don’t point”
Super soaker loaded, and her aim got skill
I said “baby, don’t squirt — unless you tryna get drilled”

She dancin’ on the pavement, toes in her slides
Back arch godly, thighs baptize
Neighbors peekin’ — they can’t believe
She got my whole crew yellin’ “SHEESH”

[Hook – chant flow, repeat x2]
Outside, sun hot, she whinin’
Block lit, ass out, perfect timin’
Face fake, waist snatched, still divine and
She bent that thing like she rewritin’ climate

Bikini top tight, I’m losin’ my grip
Got water on her chest, now I’m talkin’ my s***
She said “come get wet” — I said “bet”
Now I’m two-steppin’ soaked with no regrets

[Verse 2 – more fun, more freaky]
She pourin’ seltzer down her back like a show
I said “save that for the OnlyFans glow”
She said “boy, you nasty” — I said “duh”
But she still let me smack it like BBQ grub

Music bumpin’ out the DJ van
She throwin’ it in Crocs like she don’t give a damn
My boy passed me the blunt and a plate of mac
Meanwhile, her lil' sundress tryna slide back

[Bridge – call and response, crowd energy]
"Who got the hose?" She do.
"Who got the juice?" Me too.
"Who throwin’ cheeks?" She wild.
"Who need church?" My style.

[Hook – repeat with more bounce]
Outside, sun hot, she whinin’
Block lit, ass out, perfect timin’
Face fake, waist snatched, still divine and
She bent that thing like she rewritin’ climate

Bikini top tight, I’m losin’ my grip
Got water on her chest, now I’m talkin’ my s***
She said “come get wet” — I said “bet”
Now I’m two-steppin’ soaked with no regrets

[Outro – spoken, grinning]
I pulled up for ribs…
Left with a girl, 3 numbers, and a sunburn.
She said I taste like cologne and hot sauce.
It’s a block party, baby. Nobody’s safe.

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BLOCK LIT

[Intro – whispered over warped choir sample]
She said “forgive me, Daddy…”
But she ain’t talkin’ to God.

[Verse 1]
Met her dressed like she praisin’ the Lord
But she suckin’ me off like she bored
White heels, no panties, pure facade
Said she only kneel for one kinda God

Sippin’ that wine from a plastic cup
Whispered “you gon’ preach or just shut the f*** up?”
She don’t moan — she testifies
Bounced on my lap like the devil in disguise

[Hook – chanty and filthy]
Saint by look, sin by grip
Lickin’ on my *** like communion drip
Back of the church, she throwin’ that ***
Choir still singin’ while she archin’ her back

She say “bless me” — I say “knees”
Pussy so wet it part Red Seas
She ride like guilt, moan like lies
And f***ed me lookin’ God in the eyes

[Verse 2]
She lightin’ candles, I light this blunt
Told her “don’t fake holy, just take this d***”
Bent her over that donation tray
She said “I tithe with this *** anyway”

Stained glass shook when she screamed my name
She said “Amen” — then came again
That’s not holy water, that’s somethin’ else
Now she got my *** all over her cross necklace

[Bridge – breathy and evil]
No robes, no ring
Just heels, tattoos, and sin
No Bible verse can save her now
She praise this pipe and scream out loud

[Hook – repeat with extra disrespect]
Saint by look, sin by grip
Lickin’ on my *** like communion drip
Back of the church, she throwin’ that ***
Choir still singin’ while she archin’ her back

She say “bless me” — I say “knees”
Pussy so wet it part Red Seas
She ride like guilt, moan like lies
And f***ed me lookin’ God in the eyes

[Outro – demonic whisper]
They said I needed salvation…
But she only saved this d***.


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ALTAR CALL (DIRTY)

[Intro – whispered over low organ hum]
She said "forgive me, Father"...
But she ain’t talkin’ to God.

[Verse 1]
Met her dressed like Sunday praise
But the look in her eyes said “let's misbehave”
White lace, but her tongue got aim
She pull me in close like she know my name

“Don’t play holy,” she whispered low
Then knelt down slow — like a sermon show
Hands on thighs, backroom glow
She ain’t prayin’ — but she stole my soul

[Hook – chanty and haunting]
Saint by look, sin by touch
Whisperin’ grace while she do too much
Back of the church, she break that pew
Altar call — yeah, she came through

Confession time, no rosary
She speak in tongues so vocally
Ain’t no choir, but she sang
All black fit — now let it hang

[Verse 2]
She lit candles, then lit my mind
Said “this chapel yours — come redefine”
Scripture flipped, verse undone
We baptized twice before the sun

Holy water dripped from lips
She ride like worship, bite like bliss
She said “preach to me” — I said “less talk”
Now we rearrangin’ pews like it’s TikTok

[Bridge – ethereal, reverb heavy]
This altar wasn’t built for this…
But she turn worship into risk
I saw the light — it dimmed and flicked
Still I said “amen” with every lick

[Hook – repeat with heavier drops]
Saint by look, sin by touch
Whisperin’ grace while she do too much
Back of the church, she break that pew
Altar call — yeah, she came through

Confession time, no rosary
She speak in tongues so vocally
Ain’t no choir, but she sang
All black fit — now let it hang

[Outro – quiet menace]
This ain’t no sermon, it’s scripture flipped
She got me prayin’… but not for forgiveness.



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ALTAR CALL

[Intro – smug, low-toned]
Whole club glowin’ like my pinky ring
Section look like heaven — but they sin for me

[Verse 1]
Baddies in my section like it’s draft day
Ten deep, each one bad in they own way
Bottle girls spark like they lightin' cigars
Wrist on gleam, we don’t fight for the bar

Crew dressed clean, all teeth gold-flecked
Shoes cost rent — and we still ain’t flexed
One hand on her waist, other sippin’ that fizz
She dancin’ on me like this club her crib

[Hook – club chant, repeatable]
Table jumpin’ like a bachelor night
She dancin’ on me like she earned the invite
VIP swimmin’ in a sea of thighs
They ain’t sittin’ — they just climb

Bottle blessings, rain that spark
Shawties wildin’ like it’s after dark
No wristbands, no lines, no rules
This section mine — and we set that mood

[Verse 2]
She whisper “who you wit?” — I said “RONU, love”
Pulled her close, she moved like she off that drug
All her friends came too, now it’s laps on laps
DJ dropped the beat, and she threw it back

Booty jiggled like a bassline stutter
Poured her some Moët, now she call me her lover
I don’t chase, I recline
They throw it like doves, I just sip and shine

[Bridge – slow build, cinematic drop]
Champagne spillage, glitter on the floor
Sweat drippin’ like a high-end pour
They ain’t here for clout or fame
They here to bless the RONU name

[Hook – repeat w/ extra heat]
Table jumpin’ like a bachelor night
She dancin’ on me like she earned the invite
VIP swimmin’ in a sea of thighs
They ain’t sittin’ — they just climb

Bottle blessings, rain that spark
Shawties wildin’ like it’s after dark
No wristbands, no lines, no rules
This section mine — and we set that mood

[Outro – whispered, smug as hell]
Whole room movin’ like we summoned the wave
Club priest, pussy choir — I just baptize and behave.

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[Hook – melodic chant with chopped vocal echos]
Roll the whole house / chips flyin’ out the sky
She blow on the dice / like she prayin’ I don’t die
Table lookin’ holy / watch the dealer testify
I walk in broke, I leave that bitch a god — no lie

[Verse 1 – low and smooth with swagger]
Velvet rope, tux on tilt / gold cufflink on the guilt
She said “What’s your game?” — I said “Built.”
Stack so high, chips talkin’ back
Got the pit boss sweatin’, dealer countin’ facts

Blowin’ smoke like cigar confessions
She in my ear like “teach me lessons”
Pour that ace, then flip that Jack
Whole suite smell like throne and racks

[Verse 2 – tighter flow, more percussive]
Lights hit the roll, that 7 look magic
Her hand on my chest, her luck so tragic
Girls at my table like trophies from war
We ain't even playin’, we settin’ decor

Cards fold to the rhythm I bring
Roulette wheel sound like wedding ring
Toast with the crew, we kings in the mist
I toss a black chip like “remember this”

[Hook – with layered ad-libs & chopped echoes]
Roll the whole house / chips flyin’ out the sky
She blow on the dice / like she prayin’ I don’t die
Table lookin’ holy / watch the dealer testify
I walk in broke, I leave that bitch a god — no lie

[Bridge – hypnotic, with vocal glitch FX]
Jackpot kisses / liquor spills / neon sin
She said “What if we lose?” / I said “Let’s win again”
Even gods go broke, but I don’t blink
Push it all in, give the devil a drink

[Outro – low whisper with faded percussion]
Luck is just the name they give my moves
I came with none — I left with proof.



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ON GOD NO LIE

[Intro – whispered, over sub-bass rumble]
She ain’t text back, now I’m in rotation
Whole club feelin' me — no hesitation
She left me broke, now I’m breakin' the ceiling
And her girls dancin’ to my pain — how’s that feelin’?

[Verse 1]
I remember when she ghosted me, heart froze
Now I’m posted up, section lit, wrist glow
Bottle girls got my name in lights
Her new man at home, but she here tonight

Told me I was not enough — not a chance
Now they chant my name while she try to dance
She whisper to her friend, "That's my ex"
But I ain’t even look, just cashed my next check

[Pre-Chorus]
All that talk turned to silence
She feel it in her chest — that violence
I’m the one she couldn’t fix
Now I’m up, and she can’t click

[Chorus]
Now my songs play loud in the club (uh)
And she lookin’ like, “damn, what was love?” (yeah)
All her friends throw it back to the beat
While she freeze, caught in that heat

Yeah, she don’t know how to feel (nah)
I’m the dream that became too real
Used to beg for a lil’ reply
Now I’m the soundtrack to her cry

[Verse 2]
I ain't bitter, just better
And the weather in my section full leather
A hundred girls tryna grab my name
But I sip slow — don’t play those games

DJ drop that heartbreak joint
She lock eyes, but I missed that point
'Cause I'm busy with a model in Dior
That song she skipped, now the whole club roar

[Bridge – melodic, slightly drunk tone]
Told me I was too much
Now they tryna keep up
You wanted quiet love
But I became too loud

[Chorus – repeat with added backing vocals]
Now my songs play loud in the club (woo)
And she lookin’ like, “damn, what was love?” (what was love?)
All her friends throw it back to the beat (to the beat)
While she freeze, caught in that heat

Yeah, she don’t know how to feel (how to feel)
I’m the dream that became too real (too real)
Used to beg for a lil’ reply (uh)
Now I’m the soundtrack to her cry (to her cry)

[Outro – whispered]
You ain’t want me back then…
But now the bassline hit different, huh?

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LOUD IN THE CLUB

[Hook – Looped chant, airy and hypnotic]
No address, no name, no road
Send it off, see where it goes
Fold my thoughts into a code
Wind gon' carry what I wrote

[Verse 1 – soft, rhythmic, floating over percussion]
I lit the page and watched it lift
Ashes move like whispered gifts
Didn’t write to be received
Only meant for who believes

Tide pulled back, then left me dry
But I still wave when you pass by
Mail don't reach where silence lives
Still I send what no one gives

[Chorus – trancey, euphoric tension]
Push it out into the smoke
If it land, I’ll never know
Could be sky or could be drain
Either way, I wrote your name

It’s not love if it don’t stray
It’s not truth if it don’t fray
Fold the light into my chest
Let it land where I forget

[Verse 2 – minimal, mystic tone]
One eye closed, I threw the spark
Didn’t see if it hit the mark
Someone else will hold that page
Feel the echo, not the age

Dawn don’t come, it just appears
Like a voice that no one hears
Spoke my piece with no reply
Now I drift like smoke on high

[Bridge – ghostly, submerged harmony]
Wind don't ask for where I've been
Sky forgets what falls within
Paper cuts that never bled
Still I write from what's unsaid

[Hook – final pass, layered & harmonic]
No address, no name, no road
Send it off, see where it goes
Fold my thoughts into a code
Wind gon' carry what I wrote

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NO ADDRESS

[Hook – dark, rhythmic chant]
Move slow like that
Don’t stop, come back
Wind low like that
Yeah, I like it like that

[Verse 1 – whispered and melodic, Akon-style delivery]
Back of the club, no light
Your hips say “yes,” no fight
Hands on thighs, breath on neck
Body talk, no need to text

Feel the heat, sweat on skin
You push back, I dive in
No words left, just this sound
One more whine, then shut it down

[Chorus – euphoric, melodic tension]
Whine for me slow
Grind like you know
If you come close
I might not let go

Touch like sin
Eyes say win
Girl, I don’t dance
But I f*ck to rhythm

[Hook – repeated with vocal distortion]
Move slow like that
Don’t stop, come back
Wind low like that
Yeah, I like it like that

[Verse 2 – deeper tone, low vocal layering]
I don’t beg, I manifest
But your waistline got me pressed
In this heat, we misbehave
Whining circles into graves

One more drop, let’s blur the line
Your sweat mixed up into mine
No shame, just holy flesh
Whine like that, girl, I confess

[Bridge – moaning harmonies and whispered echoes]
Wind it up, slow
Back it up, low
I don’t chase
But girl, let’s go

Skin to skin
Sin to sin
You want more?
Just say when

[Hook – final drop, layered harmony + percussion]
Move slow like that
Don’t stop, come back
Wind low like that
Yeah, I like it like that


#RnB #AltRnB #SoundCloudRnB #NeoSoul #SlowJam #VibeMusic #EmotionalBeats #FutureRnB #UndergroundRnB #RONU



LIKE THAT

RONU is a NYC-based DJ/producer creating high-energy, percussion-forward edits that blur borders and bend genres. His sound fuses Caribbean riddim, Afro percussion, Jersey Club, Baile Funk, Latin club, Gqom, moombahton, tribal house, and cinematic bass into something raw, rhythmic, and unforgettable.

Built for low ceilings, warehouse smoke, and sweat-slicked dancefloors, RONU’s music is movement-first — a global collision of bounce and grit rooted in diasporic rhythm and street-born instinct.

With over 400 original remixes and edits uploaded to SoundCloud in under a year, RONU has become one of the platform’s fastest-rising underground artists — averaging 80K+ plays per month off pure consistency, sonic pressure, and cultural instinct.

Every track carries his signature: hypnotic chopped vocals, sub-heavy ritualistic drops, and percussion sculpted from African, Latin, and club traditions. There are no fillers — only weapons.

Often compared to producers like Jailo, Rhythm Blend, DEE MAD, and State OFFF, RONU distinguishes himself through cinematic tension, emotional weight, and a visual identity rooted in sacred architecture and tribal futurism. His brand is part underground rave, part ancestral memory.

This page isn’t just a feed. It’s a living archive of global rhythm, digital rebellion, and sonic storytelling.

📈 Over 400 tracks and counting — hit follow and stay in the pressure cycle.

🔗 For bookings, reposts, and mix features:
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🎧 DJ Mixes: soundcloud.com/ronubb/sets/ronu-mix-series