Rambo

Two ho in the Lambo'

Neck, wrist lit like candle

She gon' pop like ammo

A bad bitch, I'm Rambo

Sing my shit like Vandross

I got stripes like flannel

I got extra ammo, I'm Rambo

Drop, gimme ten

Glock, extend

Top down, yuh, goddamn

Drop, gimme ten

Glock, extend

Top down, yuh, goddamn

Whole lot of shit I can't talk about

I made an M on my mama house

Driftin' a Lamb' on a roundabout

Speedin', I'm speedin', don't think that I'm slowin' down

Can't beef with **** that's under me

That **** really a son to me

You fight wit' your bitch and she run to me

She pullin' up, put the dick where her tummy be

I'll fly her in first, not economy, if she a ten

I need a Grammy, not nominee, I wanna win

These **** gimmicks, a wannabe, they only pretend

I'm gettin' money like constantly, they keep comin' in (Uh)

Two ho in the Lambo'

Neck, wrist lit like candle

She gon' pop like ammo

A bad bitch, I'm Rambo

Sing my shit like Vandross

I got stripes like flannel

I got extra ammo, I'm Rambo

Drop, gimme ten

Glock, extend

Top down, yuh, goddamn

Drop, gimme ten

Glock, extend

Top down, yuh, goddamn

Pop shit (Shit)

Audemar on my wrist (Wrist)

Audemar on my bitch, I just swipe my card, I don't know what I spent

I dropped ten bands like it's nothin', then check my account and see no difference (Cash)

I got the big bands, no budget

I moved to L.A. and been rich ever since (Rich)

Huh, I got the drip (Drip, drip)

I got a lot (Lot, lot)

****'ll talk down on the game, but they know we on top (Yeah)

Ain't stickin' to one sound, they keep tryna put me in a box (Yeah)

He went for a touchdown, till I pull up and go Randy Moss

Two ho in the Lambo'

Neck, wrist lit like candle

She gon' pop like ammo

A bad bitch, I'm Rambo

Sing my shit like Vandross

I got stripes like flannel

I got extra ammo, I'm Rambo

Drop, gimme ten

Glock, extend

Top down, yuh, goddamn

Drop, gimme ten

Glock, extend

Top down, yuh, goddamn