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on my person - lp rambo lyrics

[hook]
okay so, i was out taking the back way ‘cuz i had drugs on my person
we gone make it bad for them n*ggas now he thinking that god cursed him
that n*gga keep talking bout my n*ggas somebody gone close his curtains!
y’all n*ggas can stop capping and sh*t ‘cuz none of that sh*t not working!
life hard, but i seen sh*t worsen
mac clean n*ggas out, detergent
hit a n*gga in his throat leave him gurgling
you won’t see me with too many i be learning
hit a n*gga up he really need a surgeon
i give a n*gga 16, no verses
silence on it so it’s quiet, but it’s bursting
you getting set up by that b*tch, you really flirting?
[verse]
i bet i bring a semi*auto to the versus
n*gga really i be having it for certain
they said i’m evil ‘cuz i had the eagle
bl!ck from the uk like william regal
if you my opp then i wouldn’t wanna be you
uzi to face, man they wouldn’t wanna see you
i bet your n*ggas gone hate how we leave you
bro gone be straight i don’t worry what he do
bro gone be straight, he went and bought a new drac’
that’s a new k, i told him don’t catch him a case
he told me that he ain’t gone wait
he bout to do it today
he bout to do it today
he bout to do it today
and i might just do it today i can get grimy n*ggas pushing like i’m p*ssy, what the f*ck?
n*gga disrespect my n*ggas no i ain’t gone knuckle up
n*gga run up on me talking, look at him like what the f*ck?
you a crash dummy, d*mn n*gga, should’ve buckled up
i’m still slamming down the same sh*t they throw up
in the party n*gga play, that sh*t go up
we start spraying he get hit by he don’t know what
now they writing paragraphs, i don’t give no f*cks
no love lost, tell ’em disrespectfully
ain’t even make me break a sweat, i hit, i wet the three
hoe why you next to me? get from next to me
and b*tch stop texting me, hoe you ain’t sh*t to me
[hook]
okay so, i was out taking the back way ‘cuz i had drugs on my person
we gone make it bad for them n*ggas now he thinking that god cursed him
that n*gga keep talking bout my n*ggas somebody gone close his curtains!
y’all n*ggas can stop capping and sh*t ‘cuz none of that sh*t not working!
life hard, but i seen sh*t worsen
mac clean n*ggas out, detergent
hit a n*gga in his throat leave him gurgling
you won’t see me with too many i be learning
hit a n*gga up he really need a surgeon
i give a n*gga 16, no verses
silence on it so it’s quiet, but it’s bursting
you getting set up by that b*tch, you really flirting?

- lp rambo lyrics

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