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lp rambo - on they ass! lyrics

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[hook]
n-ggas ain’t doing sh-t for theyself on they -ss
if the police come i’m drifting myself on the dash
catch me on the f-cking back road counting up the cash
all i do is the green weed man i don’t do tabs
n-gga tryna rob any rambo have him looking bad
send a couple sh-lls at your sh-ll yo’ looking -ss
lotta n-ggas said f-ck 6 but they took it back
getting money oh my f-cking god y’all ain’t good at that

[verse one]
if plan a don’t do it, i got b to z
she woke up with you in your bed but she leave with me
pull up on a boy like paparazzi tmz
rg ent, don’t come in peace no e and t
i got real big stats, flexing on they -ss
all my n-ggas wild they have parties like they frats
we get money that’s a fact got a lot of truth to that
at my door like ”where you at” i’m thinking who the f-ck is that
i just though about where i came from, that place is so dangerous
came up real so no money couldn’t change us
even when i’m famous catch me with a banger
cause the rap game dumb, cannot make me change up

[hook]
n-ggas ain’t doing sh-t for theyself on they -ss
if the police come i’m drifting myself on the dash
catch me on the f-cking back road counting up the cash
all i do is the green weed man i don’t do tabs
n-gga tryna rob any rambo have him looking bad
send a couple sh-lls at your sh-ll yo’ looking -ss
lotta n-ggas said f-ck 6 but they took it back
getting money oh my f-cking god y’all ain’t good at that

[verse two]
i’ma save her yes like danny glover, i remember in the trap house had my granny over
i am off the earth right now and i cannot get any sober
she text lp rambo say she home alone i’m headed over
what’s my name baby wear it out let’s hear it now
showed that b-tch a hunnit thou she said you scare me now
money talk they hear me now i know they hear me now
weed stink they hear it now that sh-t is very loud
all i ever wanted was a 2-2, but i went loose screw as soon as they k!lled 2wo
wireless metal choppa bluetooth, i’m tryna hit you too cause you been acting fufu

[hook]
n-ggas ain’t doing sh-t for theyself on they -ss
if the police come i’m drifting myself on the dash
catch me on the f-cking back road counting up the cash
all i do is the green weed man i don’t do tabs
n-gga tryna rob any rambo have him looking bad
send a couple sh-lls at your sh-ll yo’ looking -ss
lotta n-ggas said f-ck 6 but they took it back
getting money oh my f-cking god y’all ain’t good at that



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