Rambo

[Intro]

Damn it, Franchise, you did it again

Ay no yak when we speak

And it's broad day when we creep

We do it at night too

Anyway, any day, we gon' get at you

And if the beat live, you know Lil Ju made it

What I say?

Ayy

[Verse 1]

Big boy K, but I want me a mini

Shots ring out on the block like a scrimmage

Lean in the cup, we ain't sippin' no Remy

How many shots I got? Bitch, I got plenty

Nigga want beef, so we gave his ass Denny's

Screamin' "Suck my dick" while they give me my sentence

Didn't mean to do it, I just had adrenaline

Catch his body, watch the drop, and repent it

Break down the brick, then I get a percentage

I'm fuckin' two bitches, I think that they twinin'

Momma keep tellin' me "Just stop the sinnin'"

I'm sinnin', and sinnin', and sinnin', and sin again

Mortal Kombat, get my clip, gotta finish

Cole with the Glock, shoot shit like Bennett

Shotta Flow Chop, bitch I'm comin' like a menace

I fucked up the 20s (yea, yea)

It's a whole lot of money and drugs on the counter

Bitch, I'm reppin' my gang, you see on the banner

If I hop out this car, bitch you know I'ma stab him

Make that boy see the light, so you know I'm a lamp

Fucked up in my head, I go on a tantrum

I set examples, all the niggas they scramble

I ain't even gon' send no diss, I'm Rambo

I'ma up with this bitch and then shoot you like Rambo

Creep in yo' bushes, my hoodie is camo

Put a bullet in yo' mullet and drive home

Shoot fully, I'ma aim at the rival

Movin' them bricks, caution tape, and a towel

Get that bitch, I'ma fuck get, get guts

I don't know what you got goin', take this nut

Don't run when I put this thumb in yo' butt

Stupid ass hoe fucked up my nut

Bitch I got so mad, damn near smacked her with the Glock

Smack her 'cross the head, I'ma make her do a Diddy Bop

Ridin' on the opps, know we got the East on lock

Walk to the officer, then say "Fuck cops"

Chop got a mop, I'ma clean the whole block

If I miss me a drop, I'ma skrrt off the lot

Catch me a goofy, I'ma drop the whole flock

For the lock and the slot

Beat him 'til he blood clot

[Chorus]

If you reach for my neck, I'ma hit with this TEC

Man, it could be a stu' 'cause I put him in debt

Put that gun to my face, I ain't break me a sweat

I'ma tell him to pull it, he livin' like that

Told him to pull it, he ain't even wanna pop it

Pussy ass nigga, he ain't caught no body

Why he got a gun? He ain't doin' no robbin'

Take his strap, he ain't even no target

[Verse 2]

Shoot him at target, so I hit my target

He wanted to bargain, but I started sparkin'

He had a bright future, he made me darken it

Shouldn't camp by the bushes

Dropped dead, they was talkin'

If he go under, how the fuck he gon' speak?

If he go under, how the fuck he gon' creep?

If he go under, how his momma gon' sleep?

If he go under, how his son gon' eat?

Too late 'cause his tank on E

Empty in my soul, no misery

I don't think that the fuck nigga feelin' me

This pussy tried to blemish me

Lemon squeeze, I shoot with ease

Get what I want, and I got what I need

Born arrow shooter, he Cherokee

Yo' shooter be foolish, JaVale McGee

[Chorus]

If you reach for my neck, I'ma hit with this TEC

Man, it could be a stu' 'cause I put him in debt

Put that gun to my face, I ain't break me a sweat

I'ma tell him to pull it, he livin' like that

Told him to pull it, he ain't even wanna pop it

Pussy ass nigga, he ain't caught no body

Why he got a gun? He ain't doin' no robbin'

Take his strap, he ain't even no target

[Outro]

He ain't even no target

Nobody lookin' for you

Why he got a gun?

Slow ass lil nigga

Go get you a drop

'Fore yo' ass get popped