Rambo

Lil Durk, Joyner Lucas

I got the sniper on top of the roof (roof, ayy) You'll never hear when I shoot (shoot) Bitch, you know I got nothin' to lose (lose, shh, uh) Don't ever hear when I shoot (ayy, pew, ayy) I'm finna shoot out this bitch like I'm Rambo (Rambo) They can't see me, I blend in like camo (yeah, yeah) Fully loaded, won't run out of ammo (bah) Ain't no problem that I couldn't handle (bah, bah, bah) I got the sniper on top of the roof (top of the roof, top of the roof, ayy, yeah, yeah) You'll never hear when I shoot (shoot, they'll never hear when I shoot) Yeah This a double-barreled shotgun, fully loaded (ayy) Loyalty, you should've showed it I got a rap book full of COVID (ayy, ayy) Nigga, you bite, then you could expose it (ayy, ayy) This is a typo, couldn't focus, uh (focus, focus) I cannot tell if your shit watered down or it's sugar-coated Your shit trash, I should've wrote it (ayy, ayy) My shit crack, y'all coulda sold it (sold it, woo) I had your girl so high, lil' bitch could've floated I might just roll up, get unfolded Dick so big, bitch, couldn't hol' it She wanna keep it so I had to mold it This ain't no rap shit, I'm a poet This ain't no cap shit, this a moment (yeah, yeah) Wishin' infatuation She say she wanna know how I fuck, bitch, use your imagination (yeah) Nigga, my crib so big, I need me a navigation (ayy) I got bullets and clips and they ain't got no name I let go on the bitch, had to run in that shit Be like, "Hold up, lil' bitch, where you goin'?" (Bah, bah-bah, bah, bah-bah) I keep the stick where I'm at I'm player so I keep a bitch where I'm at (yeah, yeah) And when I'm outside, it's a blick where I'm at (bah, bah) And if we at war, you can't sit where I'm at (grrah, grrah) Its cash on your head, you can never relax I used to lack out for the drink I used to abuse it, I'm mad, I had to relapse I'm ridin' millions on millions and I'm from the streets, I had to adapt That's why I keep a MAC in the back Can't turn my back on the trap Listen, watch how they breathe, nigga, they catch a asthma attacks I know I got the MAC on my lap I remember them days I was traffickin' crack Cops on my dick, we was catchin' some flack I ain't never had much, I just happen to rap Niggas hate on me, I c-c-cap on they ass I can bet that I Won't be around when the murders increase They hand out hundreds of years apiece Ain't have a bag, I went half on the lease If you my brother ain't gotta keep reachin', no (yeah) And I'ma need more than a piece (yeah) Can't trust a ho, 'cause these hoes for the streets (yeah, yeah, yeah) Just tell that boy, "Keep that ho on a leash" I had enough, she don't know when to leave (yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah) I've been on my motherfuckin' business wave (yeah, yeah) Talkin' like a motherfuckin' business man (yeah) All these niggas don't know that I done been this way I'm a fuckin' menace, you never commend this pay (yeah, yeah) Pedal to metal, my metal can end a nigga life Leave a nigga dead in the ghetto, I hit him with the pipe Maybe lay your head in the pillow and stick him with a knife You ain't on my level, you never can live up to the hype, alright I gave a hundred to niggas in jail You want a lawyer, just hit me, it's here The 'Raq on my back even though I was frail Count it up, I had to climb them stairs This for my niggas locked down in a cell Countin' them days, no one's writing you mail Me and my pistol like Kenan and Kel Bitch, I'm all that, you can see for yourself That Glock go, "Boom" (that Glock go, "Boom") But that switch go, "Frrtt" (yeah, yeah) When I'm in that room (when I'm in that room) Money counter go, "Frrtt" (hey, hey) She gon' suck dick 'til I pee (ayy) She like, "Why you so mad at me?" (ayy) When this shot go off, you bleed I got the sniper on top of the roof (roof, ayy) You'll never hear when I shoot (shoot) Bitch, you know I got nothin' to lose (lose, shh, uh) Don't ever hear when I shoot (ayy, pew, ayy) I'm finna shoot out this bitch like I'm Rambo (Rambo) They can't see me, I blend in like camo (yeah, yeah) Fully loaded, won't run out of ammo (bah) Ain't no problem that I couldn't handle (handle) I got the sniper on top of the roof (roof, ayy) You'll never hear when I shoot (shoot)

Written by: Durk Banks, Gary LucasLyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, KILLPHONIC, Reservoir Media Management, Inc.Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind

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