Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Akiva Schaffer
Lead Vocals
Andy Samberg
Lead Vocals
Jorma Taccone
Lead Vocals
Rihanna
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Akiva Schaffer
Songwriter
Jorma Taccone
Songwriter
Tyler Williams
Songwriter
Andy Samberg
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
The Lonely Island
Recording Engineer
T-Minus
Producer
Jason Goldstein
Mixing Engineer
Chris Gehringer
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Yeah, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
We at it again
Everybody now
[Verse 2]
Hands in the air, it's a stick up, stick up
No funny business or you get lit up, lit up
You test I (I), you gon' die (Die)
And at your funeral your mama gon' cry
So customers kiss the floor, floor
And clerks open cash drawers slow, slow
If you don't wanna end up dead
You'll do everything Shy Ronnie says
Tell em, Ronnie
[Verse 3]
No one in the bank can hear you
Shy Ronnie, use your outside voice
We don't have time for this
Let's go
[Verse 4]
So stay on the ground, it's a stick up, stick up
Your wallets and jewels we'll pick up, pick up
Unload the cash (Cash), move your ass (Ass)
We getting money, tell 'em, Shy Ronnie
[Verse 5]
Please, please use your words
Just imagine that everyone's naked
Uh oh
Boner alert, he really pictured them naked
The police are on their way
(Come out with your hands up)
Good luck Shy Ronnie
Bye bye
[Verse 6]
Haha
[Verse 7]
Ronnie, motherfucker and I'm back from the dead
Brain bored with the murder so I shot my own leg
Don't get the name twisted 'cause I'm crazy as shit
I hung a giant ass noose off my giant ass dick
[Verse 8]
Aye, I forgot this money
And also this guy
Come on, we're gonna have sex
Too-da-loo
[Verse 9]
And you can hang from it
'Cause you don't wanna see my real gun
Shots to the sky but your face sound real fun
Ronnie
Written by: Akiva Schaffer, Andrew Samberg, Jorma Taccone, Tyler Williams