lp rambo - getting even/my bitches cheatin lyrics
[hook]
don’t even talk to me, we two different demons
all my b-tches say they love me all my b-tches cheating
i ain’t tripping though cause you know i been getting even
that mean i’m outside bout to flex on different people
if i’m out for you suggest you try to get a deacon
i can’t trust a soul these n-ggas on a different evil
she say why no love and i suggest you give a reason
me? love a thot? i call that committing treason
[verse one]
i got different flows, f-cking different hoes
they don’t f-ck with you cause lp the original
moving on the streets, smart brains is critical
cause you’ll be getting blowed disobey a princ-p-l
always seen, as the bad guy, i am
all this bling i’m looking like a flashlight my manz
heard you snitched can’t even give you advice my manz
want young six to hit her from the backside, i can
d-mn, i keep getting better
i’m so f-cking froze that n-ggas think it is the weather
you a rat so i wonder what you’d do for cheddar
how bout we shoot you down before you snitch that’s even better
was gonna say you swagged out but i look even better
she wet so is my neck so it’s even wetter
i wear red i’m no blood boy i’m even redder
she nag until i go deaf i can’t even hear her
[hook]
don’t even talk to me, we two different demons
all my b-tches say they love me all my b-tches cheating
i ain’t tripping though cause you know i been getting even
that mean i’m outside bout to flex on different people
if i’m out for you suggest you try to get a deacon
i can’t trust a soul these n-ggas on a different evil
she say why no love and i suggest you give a reason
me? love a thot? i call that committing treason
[verse two]
money going up and it’s good life is good
try to rob if you could boy i really wish you would
cause this 30 get you good, it’s gone get you how you should be
how you older n-ggas getting p-ssed up by a rookie
got a lot of chips on my shoulder that’s a cookie
hearing me now, have you wondering what i could be
me p-ss you, have you wondering where you should be
you the type to yell and sh-t to have some n-ggas looking
aye, real p-ssy n-gga
you need to step out and get real p-ssy n-gga
pistol whack his head he got a real nookie n-gga
i’m on probation they tryna foreal book me n-gga
it’s okay, i’m gone get right
that look fu? what your wrist like?
got my tool, what your grip like?
you gone die, if you try me this night
[hook]
don’t even talk to me, we two different demons
all my b-tches say they love me all my b-tches cheating
i ain’t tripping though cause you know i been getting even
that mean i’m outside bout to flex on different people
if i’m out for you suggest you try to get a deacon
i can’t trust a soul these n-ggas on a different evil
she say why no love and i suggest you give a reason
me? love a thot? i call that committing treason
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