Testo Rambo - DDG
Testo della canzone Rambo (DDG), tratta dall'album Maybe It's Me...
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, give me ten
Glock, extend
Top, down, yuh, god damn
Drop, give me ten
Glock, extend
Top, down, yuh, god damn
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 niggas that's under me
That nigga really a son to me
You fight with 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 niggas 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, give me ten (ten)
Glock, extend (extend)
Top, down, yuh, god damn (god damn)
Drop, give me ten (ten)
Glock, extend (extend)
Top, down, yuh, god damn (yeah)
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)
Niggas'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, 'til 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, give me ten (ten)
Glock, extend (extend)
Top, down, yuh, god damn (god damn)
Drop, give me ten (ten)
Glock, extend (extend)
Top, down, yuh, god damn (yeah)
Credits
Writer(s): Derek Lee Anderson, Darryl Granberry Jr., Matthew Spatola, Nathan Butts, Tyree Hawkins, Mino Drerup, Mareo Williams
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