Bryson Tiller - Rambo lyrics

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Bryson Tiller - Rambo lyrics

This is not, this is not This is not, this is not a motherf** A motherf**ing game, motherf**er, this is not This is not, a motherf**ing game, why you playin' boy? I'm just saying boy Yeah Rambo, they begging for mercy, like the lambo' No they told me k** them all, goddamn though I know they want to see me fall, look where I am though On two feet, that's where I stand though I'm a true f**ing k**er, like Rambo No ammo, they send me on the sand yo n***a I just k** em because I can though I'm as humble as they come, but you're f**ing with the wrong one Boy you're f**ing with the wrong one This that new Pen Griffey watch that n***a get a home run Watch him hit it, it's a home run I ain't playin' wit' you n***a's I'm a true louis Villain I'm the realest, they acrylic f** them n***as if they doubt it Say I'm flippin' up, but so is a money counter I've been getting up, gotta pay my self allowance And I save it like the bail, I can't take no more L's The day I sell my soul, that's the day I go to hell Been putting on a show, just like Dave Chappelle They ain't make it in the credits, imma tell them oh well Tell Steve, don't let no more b**hes in the hotel n***as gotta get the work, girl unless you gon twerk something Lotta ladies, verse on em' Damn this lifestyle got a lot of perks on it, I'm just saying n***a (Young Tiller) Rambo, they begging for mercy, like the lambo' No they told me k** them all, goddamn though I know they want to see me fall, look where I am though On two feet, that's where I stand though I'm a true f**ing k**er, like Rambo No ammo, they send me on the sand yo n***a I just k** em because I can though This ain't temporary, I've been out here, letting them know New cat, years later, best as Sylvester Stallone I've been working hard, I've been doing better, ya know Beat the freeloaders, we won't be breaking bread with them though She chose me over him, cause he's was so regular, oh He was so regular, I'm like a butler, getting this dough I'm like a monster, or a motherf**ing predator Oh-na-na-na, Soldier like Contra I don't f** with thotties, I pa** them to my partner All gold everything, b**h I'm Fort Knoxin' New sports car man I'm new Porsche coppin', Two door hop in Girl you know how I've been And I've been trying to budge in my checks with the rest with the money, money Rubber bands getting stretched with the hundreds, hundreds M.V.P upper deck with the money, money Don't I make the haters upset with the money b**h I'm coming This is not, this is not This is not, this is not a motherf** A motherf**ing game, motherf**er, This is not This is not, a motherf**ing game, why you playin' boy? I'm just saying boy Tiller!