RBS Rambo - Tic 4 Tac (feat. YoungFediMula)
Yeah yeah
Posted with the family we be ducked off in the projects
Ima sell the drugs in my complex lotta niggas say it so they making these bomb threats
Gang shit homie we be on that you catch the beef when we high off them drugs
Yeah my nigga you aint sign that bad bitches only where you find that you talking that shit but I aint buyin that
You talking that shit but I aint buying that (I aint buying that shit)
Bitch I be balling I decline if money aint calling I was born to ball like spalding
One don't like you then we brawling I don't really like talking
All my niggas down to ride for they boy they white chalking
Gun shots a get the sparking catch a nigga while he parking
Caught his mans while he was walking superman im kent clarking
Yeah yeah
Posted with the family we be ducked off in the projects
Ima sell the drugs in my complex lotta niggas say it so they making these bomb threats
Gang shit homie we be on that you catch the beef when we high off them drugs
Yeah my nigga you aint sign that bad bitches only where you find that you talking that shit but I aint buyin that
Man listen
Get me a pot when I walk in the kitchen (I cook it)
I cook with precision stirrin it up 40 right by the dishes (I whip it)
The glock w extension no going home til we finish the mission
My flow real viscious kush got me floating through different dimensions
Man I remember I was jumping fences you got caught lacking cause you don't pay attention
Bitch ass nigga tried to slick wit us now its blood on my demin and he swimming with the fishes
That's what he get for cracking slick in my mentions throwing shade but these saint Laurent lenses
Imma keep grinding til we all riding benz' and im tryna fuck you and ya friends'
On the way to the bag yeah we bout to get it in
Me and Rambo bout to fuck two twins scoop me in a stolo bout to take it for a spin
She say she a dime but she aint worth two cent
Yeah you can catch me on the stilo yeah im the neighborhood hero taking off like a torpedo
A nigga spit heat on every single beat cause im dragging nigga
I used to take the light rail now a young nigga flying around like Aladdin nigga
I aint saying shit bout what happened just know we pulling strings like a wagon nigga
Dummy called my phone asking for a gram looked at em and we started laughing nigga
Ya chick she freaky get the grabbing designer belt why my pants sagging nigga
Posted with the family we be ducked off in the projects
Ima sell the drugs in my complex lotta niggas say it so they making these bomb threats
Gang shit homie we be on that you catch the beef when we high off them drugs
Yeah my nigga you aint sign that bad bitches only where you find that you talking that shit but I aint buyin that
Shid im cooking white call it lotion bitch
Mixing lean like its potions bitch
We don't do all that commotion bitch
Exotic kush what im smoking bitch
Got me moving slow motion
I been demars like DeRozan bitch
Im the one cause im chosen
We the sharks up in the ocean
Written by:
Julius Brown, Young Mula
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