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lp rambo – it’s your fault lyrics

[hook]
my blunt longer than betty white lifespan
keep that glock on me it’s my life man
n-gga saying rip to his fallen right hand
when his -ss was woofing he was just being a hypeman
it’s your fault, had to bring it to a hault aye
money walk, how much moneys in your vault aye
can’t even talk, diamonds all over my jaw aye
my sh-t off the wall got 3 on me chris paul

[verse one]
wake up, spark it in the morning start it high as f-ck
you know i am big on weapons i ain’t gotta lie to ya
ride for us, okay but when feds come you best quiet up
if you fail to quiet up i will not fail to light ya up
cheez-it n-ggas square as f-ck, woofing for no reason
i got different condoms on me seems it’s hood hoe season
since 11 had enough reason to go demon
i can’t even smile man, i don’t do no cheesing
if you need it get away cause i don’t do no feenin yea
if you need me call my phone i don’t do no reading yea
the chicago crown? okay, tell them n-ggas keep it, yea
blow it off they head, okay, i don’t think you need it yea
n-ggas cap more than a truckdriver outfit
mama asked me where do i see myself without this
simple answer, it’s no other way out this
i’m the best like hands down and goofy n-ggas pouting

[verse two]
you been lying ever since you could breathe n-gga
i’m allergic to the capping made me sneeze n-gga
we not feminist we been saying we don’t need n-ggas
had to send her down alone she can’t keep a n-gga
she’s a thot, uh huh, seen my spot
now she tryna come around, bloodclaut, uh huh
i think not, uh huh, you a fraud
first he wanted beef but now he down to stop, uh huh

- lp rambo lyrics

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