rambo

Two shots to your face
Let that pistol bang
All these clips start moving as they enter out the K
I be dripping hard you be drowning off my wave
I don't need the clout I been making money plays
Feel like $not when I pull up
Bitches want that mula
Got a hunnid racks and I gotta lotta shooters
Aiming at your head and you know we keep them rugers
I don't fuck with lames, nah I do not fuck with losers
I don't give a fuck bout no bitch ass nigga
I been getting bank, I got 5, 6 figures
Talking hella shit, keep my finger on the trigger
Run up real quick, catch a fade and now you tripping
You don't really want this smoke
Cause bitch I got you in my scope
I feel like Rambo I don't fold
Got Ice on my neck and it's froze
Bars so icy they be cold
I pull with my shooters though
We aiming right up at your dome
Bullets be flying so fast you gone
I'ma pull with the team
Seven corps yeah we elite
Shawty want me and my meat
So I let her have my feet
I don't care 'bout what she think
Cause I'm wavy like the sea
Making money, counting green
Me and letoa we the kings

Yeah, woah, me and letoa we the kings
Yeah, woah, yeah, woah
Yeah yeah woah yeah yeah yeah

Ayy
Got the glizzy got the pack
Choppa pop u like a xan
Pistol whip you and your dad
Got me feeling like the man
Boy not slat
Boy not slime (yeah)
Shawty let me check the time
RRck no roley (yeah)
RM Williams (yeah)
Wanna fuck at mine (yeah, woah)
Pack no boof when you come up to the stu
Got the choppa aimed at you
Laser down your missing tooth (uh)
Nascar it go zoom (uh)
Big gun it go boom (uh)
Watch out for my goons (yeah)
Only swishers not no hoons (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bitch I keep katana keep it heavy and shit
Bitch she don't want no drama gimme head with your clit
I might just go and fuck with your friends for a bit
I just might let it send I might go hit a lick (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, wha)
Woah
Is you with the shits (yuh)
Diamonds VVS spent on another bitch (uh)
She gon' let it drop when I blow a kiss (yeah)
I can't even tell if it's a hit or miss (woah)
Ayy

Got the glizzy got the pack
Choppa pop u like a xan
Pistol whip you and your dad
Got me feeling like the man
Boy not slat
Boy not slime (yeah)
Shawty let me check the time
RRck no roley (yeah)
RM Williams (yeah)
Wanna fuck at mine (yeah, woah)