sga - lp rambo lyrics
[hook]
this that stain gang activity
them n*ggas still tryna get rid of me
wanna put my mama through that misery but b*tch i been a mystery
take you out the game like a injury
told bro do good but im a contradictory that’s trickery
cook you n*ggas with this stick sh*t is rotisserie
she be eating on this d*ck i said “dinner me”
they say im dangerous with the g*lock im jittery
these p*ssy n*ggas still on d*ck this sh*t k!lling me
[verse one]
this that 2*4 till the word blow better scream it out so the world know
lolo traumatized me n*gga, i dont date virgos
we at this n*gga show gang sticked up in the third row
me and my dawgs racked up we ain’t fragile tryna hurt hoes
im gone shelf the n*gga like a album he thought he was going platinum
im the late night phantom in your b*tch bed with a magnum
i dont f*ck with n*ggas circle smaller than a atom
can’t eat no apple from no b*tch, the f*ck was up with adam?
six got money , if you look into my pockets, really fat
i pull out the aug gone show his ass im really that
these lil p*ssy n*ggas thought that they could rob me, silly cats
i make that b*tch go really fast she can’t control her kitty cat
[hook]
this that stain gang activity
them n*ggas still tryna get rid of me
wanna put my mama through that misery but b*tch i been a mystery
take you out the game like a injury
told bro do good but im a contradictory that’s trickery
cook you n*ggas with this stick sh*t is rotisserie
she be eating on this d*ck i said “dinner me”
they say im dangerous with the g*lock im jittery
these p*ssy n*ggas still on d*ck this sh*t k!lling me
[verse two]
this that rg till the world end just seen riz with your girlfriend
n*ggas following girl trends so im gone return when
these b*tch n*ggas stop d*ck riding and get hoes and earn bread
everytime im sick my mama recommend them herb blends
i dont know the term friend no, and i got benji also
i dont play wheres waldo if it’s a crowd yall all go
man dont give them false hope we clap him like a talk show
it’s me and semi auto im here to collect yall soul
mmhm, i remember noodles out the small bowl
made my teacher call home, my ma ain’t answer, thought so
with this glock im shooting stars make a wish, im cosmo
my weiler at the dog show we with the sh*ts they all know
[hook]
this that stain gang activity
them n*ggas still tryna get rid of me
wanna put my mama through that misery but b*tch i been a mystery
take you out the game like a injury
told bro do good but im a contradictory that’s trickery
cook you n*ggas with this stick sh*t is rotisserie
she be eating on this d*ck i said “dinner me”
they say im dangerous with the g*lock im jittery
these p*ssy n*ggas still on d*ck this sh*t k!lling me
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