Lyrics

Rambo (In the cut, goin' Full Tac) Yeah So much stacks just like Soulja (stacks) We them niggas and they told you (told you) We some shooters, poppin' like soldiers I got racks, they stretched like yoga (racks) Big ass Glock, it got a beam (beam) Body drop, it's droppin' like lean For that smoke, I am a fiend Yeah (yeah) Talk to racks 'cause they talk back (turn up) I got bundles just like Stack's (stack's) Ran up a check quick like four flat (check) Uh (whew) You ain't gang, you get that tax (tax) Playin' with squad, you gon' get whacked (whacked) On that bullshit, don't know how to act Yeah, yeah, yeah It is what it is and it ain't what it ain't (yeah) Try me, then hit that boy with the bang Chopper ain't got a heart, give a fuck what you think Just hit the lick, now I sip drank Big ass Glock, it make 'em plank (yeah) Hammer and that bitch go bang (bang) In the field, my nuts stay hangin' So much stacks just like Soulja (stacks) We them niggas and they told you (told you) We some shooters, poppin' like soldiers I got racks, they stretched like yoga (racks) Big ass Glock, it got a beam (beam) Body drop, it's droppin' like lean For that smoke, I am a fiend So much stacks just like Soulja We them niggas and they told you We some shooters, poppin' like soldiers I got racks, they stretched like yoga (racks) Big ass Glock, it got a beam (beam) Body drop, it's droppin' like lean For that smoke, I am a fiend Yeah (Phew, phew, prrt) Yeah (shoot)
Writer(s): John Cunningham, Milo Ben-amotz, Jared Taylor Soule, Austin Rochez, Mld Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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