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lp rambo - +ritz bangout lyrics

[hook]
still on my sh+t lil boy, i got sh+t could flip the boy

bangout at the cartlon, yeah, tell my dawg take off his head
smoke ‘fore i roll off the bed, he come here he off the meds
move that n+gga off the res’, that’s okay take off the rest
my young bulls take off his dreads, bangout at the carlton, yeah

[verse]
i can’t decide if it’s demons or what looking at me
my mama cried she can’t see why her son never bout peace
she dont know i dont sleep cause i keep thinking bout beef
my brothers lookin’ up to me seen my lil bro play with my beam
i dont wear no tight jeans i’m gone keep tucking in my ting
even my basketball just bling i named my basketball billie jean
it’s young six im the murder king getting new guns i’m still learning things
ima overheat it i be burnin’ things, i put that p+ssy boy in surgery
you know bout what i get into you tweak this way we leave you dead
i remember in them parties drinking moonshine out the keg
you go humpty choppa dumpty, how you like your scrambled eggs?
most these n+ggas out here can’t even stand on they own legs
pop a perc start seeing red start shooting anyone with dreads
n+ggas helping get you up, just to push you off the ledge
lord get this evil out my head before them people feed me meds
if you ask me for some smoke n+gga ima tell him “yeah!”
out the bowl, scr+pe it clean
maybe it’s maybeline
see that boy, spray the ting cause n+ggas tried to play wit’ me
i dont f+ck with n+ggas cause them n+ggas used to hate on me

i been eating i just thought to say my grace for the sh+t
with my n+ggas we just gathered up and prayed with the stick
that’s real n+gga sh+t my shooter dont take pics
[hook]
still on my sh+t lil boy, i got sh+t could flip the boy
dont care if im rich lil boy could bang out at the ritz lil boy
i grew up on wayne i used to play get off tha corner
crazy how i still went and posted on the corner
bangout at the cartlon, yeah, tell my dawg take off his head
smoke ‘fore i roll off the bed, he come here he off the meds
move that n+gga off the res’, that’s okay take off the rest
my young bulls take off his dreads, bangout at the carlton, yeah

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