LP Rambo - Best Me
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{Intro}
Thank you, Cheri
You having an unnatural allegiance to losers is not like you
You know, family shit
{Hook}
Some shit don't matter no more, close them curtains don't bring none of that home
Bae like "What's in that phone?", might find me telling my shooter to follow him home
I'm going up myself, already know that I must fall on my own
Everyone right there for a payment then they leave your ass alone
Pussy boy, you can't catch me, ha ha
Cuzzo' brought that TEC, tryna impress me? ha ha
Veli play with sticks, I'm like Gretski, ha ha
Nowadays, my twin be tryna best me, ha ha
{Verse}
Can't never could, bitch I'm smoking dope and no you cannot sip my fluid
I told bro to do it, bitch, you say we into it
Call my phone like "Who is this?" it's your bitch I knew it, ha
Uh, I let Rabby hold my TEC, now it ain't no fun
See but shit ain't ever funny when the rabbit got the gun
Rockstar shit, might pierce my tongue, too many bodies had to throw my drum
Ain't throw that shit in no dump that's rookie shit, you must be dumb
Might do a nigga like MUBU Krump, I gotta shake this shooting slump
They be Set Up Hoes, protect your business, boy, don't tell 'em nothin'
I be paranoid of cameras I be covered down, no Nun
How many bodies do yall got? Don't ask 'bout us, we got tons
This that filthy ass mud, this ain't fuckin' grape punch
Niggas try and try, and die and die, they can't take nothin'
Bitch we spin all day, Stain Gang Beyblade huntin'
Foenem cut your fuckin' tongue out, you can't say nothing'
You don't get me, don't try to, just vibe out
I don't give a fuck just bring some drugs to my house
Go to bed and wake up, heard a nigga cry out (Who is that?)
That's that dead opp, he said "it's almost time now"
He said they coming for me, I said "Shut up, dead bitch"
Let me weigh you on my scale real quick, you dead bitch
Only four more names that's on my fuckin' red list
And before I'm aged I'll cross 'em out in red bitch
{Hook}
Some shit don't matter no more, close them curtains don't bring none of that home
Bae like "What's in that phone?", might find me telling my shooter to follow him home
I'm going up myself, already know that I must fall on my own
Everyone right there for a payment then they leave your ass alone
Pussy boy, you can't catch me, ha ha
Cuzzo' brought that TEC, tryna impress me? ha ha
Veli play with sticks, I'm like Gretski, ha ha
Nowadays, my twin be tryna best me, ha ha
{Intro}
Thank you, Cheri
You having an unnatural allegiance to losers is not like you
You know, family shit
{Hook}
Some shit don't matter no more, close them curtains don't bring none of that home
Bae like "What's in that phone?", might find me telling my shooter to follow him home
I'm going up myself, already know that I must fall on my own
Everyone right there for a payment then they leave your ass alone
Pussy boy, you can't catch me, ha ha
Cuzzo' brought that TEC, tryna impress me? ha ha
Veli play with sticks, I'm like Gretski, ha ha
Nowadays, my twin be tryna best me, ha ha
{Verse}
Can't never could, bitch I'm smoking dope and no you cannot sip my fluid
I told bro to do it, bitch, you say we into it
Call my phone like "Who is this?" it's your bitch I knew it, ha
Uh, I let Rabby hold my TEC, now it ain't no fun
See but shit ain't ever funny when the rabbit got the gun
Rockstar shit, might pierce my tongue, too many bodies had to throw my drum
Ain't throw that shit in no dump that's rookie shit, you must be dumb
Might do a nigga like MUBU Krump, I gotta shake this shooting slump
They be Set Up Hoes, protect your business, boy, don't tell 'em nothin'
I be paranoid of cameras I be covered down, no Nun
How many bodies do yall got? Don't ask 'bout us, we got tons
This that filthy ass mud, this ain't fuckin' grape punch
Niggas try and try, and die and die, they can't take nothin'
Bitch we spin all day, Stain Gang Beyblade huntin'
Foenem cut your fuckin' tongue out, you can't say nothing'
You don't get me, don't try to, just vibe out
I don't give a fuck just bring some drugs to my house
Go to bed and wake up, heard a nigga cry out (Who is that?)
That's that dead opp, he said "it's almost time now"
He said they coming for me, I said "Shut up, dead bitch"
Let me weigh you on my scale real quick, you dead bitch
Only four more names that's on my fuckin' red list
And before I'm aged I'll cross 'em out in red bitch
{Hook}
Some shit don't matter no more, close them curtains don't bring none of that home
Bae like "What's in that phone?", might find me telling my shooter to follow him home
I'm going up myself, already know that I must fall on my own
Everyone right there for a payment then they leave your ass alone
Pussy boy, you can't catch me, ha ha
Cuzzo' brought that TEC, tryna impress me? ha ha
Veli play with sticks, I'm like Gretski, ha ha
Nowadays, my twin be tryna best me, ha ha
