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Summrs

Russian Roulette

 

Russian Roulette

(album: Stuck In My Ways - 2023)


(BrentRambo)
Yeah, yeah, I don't follow no rules
Yeah, I don't follow no rules

Hopped off the plane
Man, I'm saying, niggas be lame
Came in this bitch with a plan
Came in this bitch, changed the game
I ain't in it for the fame
Nigga in it for the cheese
Made a million on some beats
Made a million, no degree
Yeah, got this bitch up on her knees
Let's get it blazing like some grease
Yeah, do this shit with the ease
The pint got a V
Hopped up out of the V
And my shirt LV (V, V, V)
This shit a thousand degrees
Fell asleep with a freak (Freak)
Room service, have my keys (Keys)
Bitch giving strip tease
Sinclairs my teeth
'inclairs on her teeth (Teeth , teeth, teeth, teeth )
And that's just on my teeth
We ain't get to the neck
We ain't get to the wrist, we ain't get to the motherfucking Patek
I'm in some shit cost three times a motherfucking Corvette, yeah
Yeah, tryna slut her out up on a jet
He spent his life up on a Rolex, now his dumb ass is dead, yeah
Everything I do in life, make the right move like I'm playing chess, yeah
And my nigga aiming for your head, what's the fucking point of wearing a vest? Yeah
Ain't gon' lie, I fucked her on her period 'cause I'm as real as it fucking gets, yeah (Gets, gets, gets)
I got emeralds on my right wrist and my left wrist Van Cleef with baguettes, yeah
After I go number one, I'm going Audemars Piguet, yeah (AP, AP)
Huh, used to slut out some twin hoes, them hoes was twin brunettes, yeah
Uh, used to ball out up at Saks from selling niggas fake presets, yeah
I'm just keeping it real
And lil' Rino up now, bitch, ain't no up next, yeah
Huh, and I'm shining, but my net worth went up like the fucking sunset, yeah
And my body starting to reject these fucking drugs, stomach upset, yeah
Is it the devil telling me we should play Russian Roulette? Yeah
Ayy, fucking an actress, tell me call her back, she finna go on her set, yeah (Ooh)
You is not my dog if I cut you off, to me, you is dead, yeah

You fucking dead, nigga
Shit dead, everything dead, nigga
This shit dead to me, man
Yeah, man
Can't come back around me now
If I cut you off, it's for the better
If I cut you off, it's for the better
For the better

done

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