Bugatti Beez - Bugatti Beez- Rambo (Remix) lyrics

[Intro: Beez] (It's about to jump In hard) Verse 1:[Beez] Young n***a from the M.I.D (what up?) Wardrobe look like I work for the M.I.B Black on black, I black on tracks, like Hussain B. I'm not you, and you ain't me. See I was taught to K-I-L-L (right?) And I always keep some cool J's like L-L, If you can't see. Wordplay clear, this sh** I'm talking ,too H.D. I got em' sweatin', get a new A.C [Pre- Hook: Beez] Man I be feelin' like I'm Rambo, I'm putting' fire over wax; man I'm like a candle Yeah, there's nothing that I can't do. I be going so B-A-N-A-N-A-S on these n***a's. Swear to God that I won't ever stress none of these n***a's. The way I do It, I be feeling like a threat to em' Man I'm bringing nothing but the best to em' I be having vets looking at me like I'm a ma'f**ing a vet to em' All my Dogs sick they gon' have to bring a vet to us All about my M-O-N-E-Y. Get P-L-E-N-T-Y though. You ain't talking that, what's the purpose for hitting up my phone? Calling me up about that B.S gon' have you talking to that dial tone. That sh** go for anybody, racks racks racks everywhere, I've got a tennis hobby. My dick's with your girlfriend, have It for dinner probably. I ain't Into fake sh**, when I see the real I embrace It. Roll It jam face It (face It) I'm risking It all like a bracelet. Yeah I'm taking off like a space-ship Verse 2: [Beez] Yeah I'm from that I.N. I ain't got a Ma'f**in' choice but go I-N. I am, sicker than your average (right?) half nerd, half savage. It be feeling like my pen got a gun outt'a Call Of Duty and a' ink, so whenever I get to writing this sh**'s exciting. Put It to a pad, It's like target practice. I told e'm' It's only crackin' Hook:[Beez] I've gott'a go for mine doe (yeah) They try'na box me In I'm like a mime bro, and I ain't going for It And I ain't looking back at all man I'm going for It. The trunk in the front, when I revers It, feel like I'm going for It, f** em' all Chris brown, I got them comin' from wall to wall. I ain't never falling off neither. I Might take a breather, all this aether, smokin' reefa. All in the beemer. Yeah, off subject but f** It, I keep Ben(jamin) Franklin In my pocket at all times. Coz I know It ain't easy seeing If a n***a keeping It a one hunnid (Laughs) (Uh, yeah, yeah, yup)