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that's on you - rambo savage lyrics

[hook: lil uzi vert]
in a room with a hunnid million dollars
ain’t got no money, that’s a broke n-gg- problem
that’s on you b-tch
i said that’s on you b-tch
on the real, no i don’t need a stylist
bet you do, do you see this goyard wallet
that’s on you b-tch
that’s on you
i said that’s on you b-tch

[verse 1: lil uzi vert]
b-tches come and go but my money stay
my money stay
can’t see in front of me, all this money in the way
spent like fifty in a day
spent like twenty-five in half of a day
og bape belt that’s all on my waist
baby said, “uzi you is so great”
take a xanax til’ i can’t feel my face
imma clap a n-gg- just like i know ya
so far [?] ain’t got no holster
jump in the rain, that b-tch got a chauffeur
lean in the soda, was in the cup holder
i just bought my new side b-tch a [?]
look at these diamonds, that b-tch is like water
i ain’t ever been, but i got hoes
that’s that young boa boa
call up donald trump and tell him my b-tch, yeah
she comin’ just straight from the border
come to this this saint laurent 50, i swear to god that imma holla
your money is getting smaller
my money is getting taller
my jewelry is getting clearer
your jewelry is getting darker

[hook: lil uzi vert]
that’s on you with a hunnid million dollars
ain’t got no money, that’s a broke n-gg- problem
that’s on you b-tch
i said that’s on you b-tch
on the real, no i don’t need a stylist
bet you do, do you see this goyard wallet
that’s on you b-tch
that’s on you
i said that’s on you b-tch

[verse 2: rory fresco]
everytime i come through, uzi tryna get him on a campaign
i ain’t lyin, i’ve been tryna come up on the paper every d-mn way
i’ma get the d-mn pay
i’ve been on a rampage
i’ve been f-ckin on your bae
doin’ it every d-mn day
tell these n-gg-s pay up, they’ve been runnin with the d-mn swag
i’ve been tryna get my sauce back
all these n-gg-s boutta fall flat
all you n-gg-s on that b-tch sh-t, now they expectin me to get rich
pull up to the party lit, lit
i’ve been cookin with the wrist, wrist
ooh, yuh, f-ck you n-gg-s cause you broke as f-ck
i’ma get the money, count it up
take a picture, i’ma hold it up
f-ck boys can’t roll with us
only runnin if you loaded up
gettin money, i’ma throw it up
cause you gettin money then you know what’s up

[verse 3: rambo savage]
that’s on you, that’s on you and you and you
if you broke as f-ck stay out my lane, stay out my way
i don’t got time for the lames, for the fakes
i’ma make that money right, i’ma make it any day, any way
wanna see you try to stop me anyway
i’ma never stop, tell these fakes get out my way, out my lane
i’ma drop it down with that uzi in your face
i’ma make you say my name, say my name
rambo savage on the way
i’ma blow it up
don’t you see these diamonds glowin’ up
don’t you see i’m just warmin up
i’ma do what you n-gg-s coulda never done

- rambo savage lyrics

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