Intro:
(Woo!)
Toronto, stand the f** up!
Hahahah, I’ve been working too damn hard recently (Alidina)
And it’s about to pay off, now…
Chorus:
(Woo!) Rambo!
Ridin’ through Toronto with a plan though, (who?)
6 devil in flesh hope you know come correct god ain’t even a threat, no! (why?)
‘Cause rambo on the set f**in’ chillin’ with the vets, drippin’ out in all camo’
Hater better chill, he be looking’ like a fan though
That sh** was never real, take that sh** up to your mans though, uh
Verse:
Get the f** out of my side
I don’t think you know, but this is my time
f**in’ with the flow, Nanu been online
Go collect my dough, they better pay mines, uh
They better pay mines I tell him
Off of that grapevine, I’m up in the cellar
You wanna take mine? Like, don’t you f** with it
I just be like nah man, you done or you finished?
By all means I dare y’all to try and come get it
Break through the ceilin’ I’m fly up like pidgeon
High up, good riddens, you don’t want me down there
Know I’m a villain, lord, don’t put me out there
I’ll f** up the system
Like Rambo, I’m honest
Do it, ‘cause I see these haters astonished
Up in the 6 and you know that I’m dropping’
Like later this fall that’s that sh** that I promise (woo!)
Chorus:
Rambo!
k**in’ sh** up in the 6 is what I stand fo’
What the f** you thought you little thots ain’t what I’m glad fo’
I’m trying to feed my family, why the f** you really mad fo’? Uh, yeah
Rambo!
Hunting’ down a rapper ‘cause I’m trying to feed the fam’ though
Trying to f** my b**h, & bet I get it all on cam though
And show you when I give a f** I really be the man though, uh!
Verse:
Heard I’m what you mentioned
Like, what the f** is you addressing
Little homie, stay the little homie homie don’t be up there flexin’
With other them li’ homies, talking’ sh** since I was 7, uh
And I don’t want no problems
Best believe that I got them, no
And I ain’t trying to mock them
I treat a hater like a beef I motherf**in’ squash them, uh
Hehe, yeah
Rambo
Now a days, everybody trappin’ out the bando
Whip this, and cook that, like homie what you rap fo’?
Self snitching’ proficy ‘cause this is what you asked fo’ , for real
And I don’t understand though
Lost boys on they motherf**in’ peter pan flow
Thot boys really think they be the f**in’ man though
And I don’t feel that sh**, only the 6 & what I stand fo’
Chorus: x1
Outro:
It’s some Toronto tings eh? (haha!)