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rambo - feltz or f3ltzyy lyrics

intro * feltz

i’ve got my rambo rambo
i’ve got my rambo
my rambo makes dough
i’ve got my rambo

verse 1 * feltz

i’ve got my rambo on me on me it can get dip dip dippy
when i’m sippy and i’m off spliffy feeling skippy
getting really really trippy are with me come and get me
got the bobby got the whitney and the piffney
i’m getting litty come and take hitty with fitty
and she want the d*cky so i give it to her really quickly (huuuuh)
need a muddaf*cking breather with a eater she cheater
so i ain’t beat her
i’ve got the rambo and she got the heater (woah)

(you really didn’t think it would be like this did you)

verse 2 * feltz

i’ve got a rambo on me on me for a muddaf*cking hater
get that paper, grinding like a skater so see you later
now i’m smoking on the flavours and i’m tryna be the greatest
then i’m back to moving weight until i’m weightless
then i’m back in the kitchen with the chickens got me wishing
that i can make living off this music got me piffing like
i could do this if i put my mind to it ive been through it
yeah i’ve done did it and i’ll still do it
i don’t really care what they gotta say
as long as i’m out here getting paid
i dont care about their opinions them man fake
if them man get bagged up locked up them man snake
show no trust to them man their
f*ck them feds too middle fingers in the air
gotta go hard cos life ain’t fair
gotta go hard cos life ain’t fair
verse 3 * feltz

i’ve got a rambo on me on me for a stupid f*cking opp
so i’ve gotta watch for the cops when we lurk the blocks
in the dark bullets fire metal sparks, samurai swords and four door cars
and whole lot of gang sh*t in the cut, we don’t give f*ck
we break bread, then f*ck some sl*ts, put my d*ck all up in her guts
you can touched, for that money it’s a must, you can’t step to my bruv
we gone pull up in trucks, so you best get ready to duck

(i ain’t even finished yet man)

verse 4 * feltz

i’ve got a rambo on me, on me, just in case i need it
i’ll leave you on the pavement f*cking bleeding
then you hear skrtt, skrtt, skrtt that’s us speeding
from the crime scene we be leaving
then we back in the ends celebrating
smoking on weed p*ssy penetrating
every f*cking breath i take boy i’m elevating
me and my gang boy there’s no separation

- feltz or f3ltzyy lyrics

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