Rambo

Lyrics

This, uh
 This, this is not
 This is not, this is not a motherf-
 A motherfucking game, motherfucker
 This is not-
 This, this is not, a motherfucking game, why you playin' boy?
 I'm just saying boy, uh, yeah
 ♪
 Hol' on, hol' on, hol' on
 Hol' on, hol' on
 Wah?
 Aye, hol' on, hol' on
 Hol' on nuh?! Hol' on nuh?!
 Yeah, Rambo, they begging for mercy, like the lambo'
 Know they told me kill 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 fucking killer, like Rambo
 No ammo, they see me on the Sanyo
 Nigga I just kill 'em 'cause I can though
 I'm as humble as they come, but you fucking with the wrong one
 Boy you fucking with the wrong one
 This that new Pen Griffey, watch that nigga get a home run
 Watch him hit it, that's a home run
 I ain't playin' with you niggas
 I'm a true Louis Villain
 I'm the realest, they acrylic
 Fuck them niggas if they doubt it
 Say I'm flippin' up, but so is a money counter
 I've been getting up, 'bout pay my self allowance
 And I save it like the bell, 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, I'm Chappelle
 They ain't make it in the credits, I'ma tell 'em "Oh well"
 Tell Steve, don't let no more bitches in the hotel
 Niggas gotta get to work, girl, unless you gon' twerk something
 While I lay this verse on 'em
 Damn, this lifestyle got a lot of perks on it, I'm just saying nigga (Young Tiller)
 Yeah, Rambo, they begging for mercy, like the lambo'
 Know they told me kill 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 fucking killer, like Rambo
 No ammo, they see me on the Sanyo
 Nigga I just kill 'em 'cause I can though
 This ain't temporary, I've been out here, letting them know
 New cat, years later, bet Sylvester Stallone
 I've been working hard, I've been doing better, ya know
 Peep the freeloaders, we won't be breaking bread with them though
 She chose me over him, 'cause he was so regular, oh
 He was so regular, I'm like a butler, getting this dough
 I'm like a monster, or a motherfucking predator
 Oh-na-na-na, soldier like Contra
 I don't fuck with thotties, I pass her to my partner
 All gold everything, bitch I'm Fort Knoxin', new sports car man
 I'm new Porsche coppin', two door hop in
 Girl you know how I spend
 And I've been trying to budget my checks and the rest of my money, money
 Rubber bands getting stretched with the hunnids, hunnids
 M.V.P. upper deck with the money, money
 Don't I make the haters upset with the money
 Bitch I'm coming, 'cause
 This is not, this is not a-
 This is not a motherf-
 A motherfucking game, this is, this is not-
 This is not, this is, this is not, a motherfucking game, why you playin' boy?
 I'm just saying boy
 Yessuh (yeah, it's Tiller!)
 
 This, uh
 This, this is not
 This is not, this is not a motherf-
 A motherfucking game, motherfucker
 This is not-
 This, this is not, a motherfucking game, why you playin' boy?
 I'm just saying boy, uh, yeah
 ♪
 Hol' on, hol' on, hol' on
 Hol' on, hol' on
 Wah?
 Aye, hol' on, hol' on
 Hol' on nuh?! Hol' on nuh?!
 Yeah, Rambo, they begging for mercy, like the lambo'
 Know they told me kill 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 fucking killer, like Rambo
 No ammo, they see me on the Sanyo
 Nigga I just kill 'em 'cause I can though
 I'm as humble as they come, but you fucking with the wrong one
 Boy you fucking with the wrong one
 This that new Pen Griffey, watch that nigga get a home run
 Watch him hit it, that's a home run
 I ain't playin' with you niggas
 I'm a true Louis Villain
 I'm the realest, they acrylic
 Fuck them niggas if they doubt it
 Say I'm flippin' up, but so is a money counter
 I've been getting up, 'bout pay my self allowance
 And I save it like the bell, 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, I'm Chappelle
 They ain't make it in the credits, I'ma tell 'em "Oh well"
 Tell Steve, don't let no more bitches in the hotel
 Niggas gotta get to work, girl, unless you gon' twerk something
 While I lay this verse on 'em
 Damn, this lifestyle got a lot of perks on it, I'm just saying nigga (Young Tiller)
 Yeah, Rambo, they begging for mercy, like the lambo'
 Know they told me kill 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 fucking killer, like Rambo
 No ammo, they see me on the Sanyo
 Nigga I just kill 'em 'cause I can though
 This ain't temporary, I've been out here, letting them know
 New cat, years later, bet Sylvester Stallone
 I've been working hard, I've been doing better, ya know
 Peep the freeloaders, we won't be breaking bread with them though
 She chose me over him, 'cause he was so regular, oh
 He was so regular, I'm like a butler, getting this dough
 I'm like a monster, or a motherfucking predator
 Oh-na-na-na, soldier like Contra
 I don't fuck with thotties, I pass her to my partner
 All gold everything, bitch I'm Fort Knoxin', new sports car man
 I'm new Porsche coppin', two door hop in
 Girl you know how I spend
 And I've been trying to budget my checks and the rest of my money, money
 Rubber bands getting stretched with the hunnids, hunnids
 M.V.P. upper deck with the money, money
 Don't I make the haters upset with the money
 Bitch I'm coming, 'cause
 This is not, this is not a-
 This is not a motherf-
 A motherfucking game, this is, this is not-
 This is not, this is, this is not, a motherfucking game, why you playin' boy?
 I'm just saying boy
 Yessuh (yeah, it's Tiller!)
 
 This, uh
 This, this is not
 This is not, this is not a motherf-
 A motherfucking game, motherfucker
 This is not-
 This, this is not, a motherfucking game, why you playin' boy?
 I'm just saying boy, uh, yeah
 ♪
 Hol' on, hol' on, hol' on
 Hol' on, hol' on
 Wah?
 Aye, hol' on, hol' on
 Hol' on nuh?! Hol' on nuh?!
 Yeah, Rambo, they begging for mercy, like the lambo'
 Know they told me kill 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 fucking killer, like Rambo
 No ammo, they see me on the Sanyo
 Nigga I just kill 'em 'cause I can though
 I'm as humble as they come, but you fucking with the wrong one
 Boy you fucking with the wrong one
 This that new Pen Griffey, watch that nigga get a home run
 Watch him hit it, that's a home run
 I ain't playin' with you niggas
 I'm a true Louis Villain
 I'm the realest, they acrylic
 Fuck them niggas if they doubt it
 Say I'm flippin' up, but so is a money counter
 I've been getting up, 'bout pay my self allowance
 And I save it like the bell, 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, I'm Chappelle
 They ain't make it in the credits, I'ma tell 'em "Oh well"
 Tell Steve, don't let no more bitches in the hotel
 Niggas gotta get to work, girl, unless you gon' twerk something
 While I lay this verse on 'em
 Damn, this lifestyle got a lot of perks on it, I'm just saying nigga (Young Tiller)
 Yeah, Rambo, they begging for mercy, like the lambo'
 Know they told me kill 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 fucking killer, like Rambo
 No ammo, they see me on the Sanyo
 Nigga I just kill 'em 'cause I can though
 This ain't temporary, I've been out here, letting them know
 New cat, years later, bet Sylvester Stallone
 I've been working hard, I've been doing better, ya know
 Peep the freeloaders, we won't be breaking bread with them though
 She chose me over him, 'cause he was so regular, oh
 He was so regular, I'm like a butler, getting this dough
 I'm like a monster, or a motherfucking predator
 Oh-na-na-na, soldier like Contra
 I don't fuck with thotties, I pass her to my partner
 All gold everything, bitch I'm Fort Knoxin', new sports car man
 I'm new Porsche coppin', two door hop in
 Girl you know how I spend
 And I've been trying to budget my checks and the rest of my money, money
 Rubber bands getting stretched with the hunnids, hunnids
 M.V.P. upper deck with the money, money
 Don't I make the haters upset with the money
 Bitch I'm coming, 'cause
 This is not, this is not a-
 This is not a motherf-
 A motherfucking game, this is, this is not-
 This is not, this is, this is not, a motherfucking game, why you playin' boy?
 I'm just saying boy
 Yessuh (yeah, it's Tiller!)
 
 This, uh
 This, this is not
 This is not, this is not a motherf-
 A motherfucking game, motherfucker
 This is not-
 This, this is not, a motherfucking game, why you playin' boy?
 I'm just saying boy, uh, yeah
 ♪
 Hol' on, hol' on, hol' on
 Hol' on, hol' on
 Wah?
 Aye, hol' on, hol' on
 Hol' on nuh?! Hol' on nuh?!
 Yeah, Rambo, they begging for mercy, like the lambo'
 Know they told me kill 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 fucking killer, like Rambo
 No ammo, they see me on the Sanyo
 Nigga I just kill 'em 'cause I can though
 I'm as humble as they come, but you fucking with the wrong one
 Boy you fucking with the wrong one
 This that new Pen Griffey, watch that nigga get a home run
 Watch him hit it, that's a home run
 I ain't playin' with you niggas
 I'm a true Louis Villain
 I'm the realest, they acrylic
 Fuck them niggas if they doubt it
 Say I'm flippin' up, but so is a money counter
 I've been getting up, 'bout pay my self allowance
 And I save it like the bell, 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, I'm Chappelle
 They ain't make it in the credits, I'ma tell 'em "Oh well"
 Tell Steve, don't let no more bitches in the hotel
 Niggas gotta get to work, girl, unless you gon' twerk something
 While I lay this verse on 'em
 Damn, this lifestyle got a lot of perks on it, I'm just saying nigga (Young Tiller)
 Yeah, Rambo, they begging for mercy, like the lambo'
 Know they told me kill 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 fucking killer, like Rambo
 No ammo, they see me on the Sanyo
 Nigga I just kill 'em 'cause I can though
 This ain't temporary, I've been out here, letting them know
 New cat, years later, bet Sylvester Stallone
 I've been working hard, I've been doing better, ya know
 Peep the freeloaders, we won't be breaking bread with them though
 She chose me over him, 'cause he was so regular, oh
 He was so regular, I'm like a butler, getting this dough
 I'm like a monster, or a motherfucking predator
 Oh-na-na-na, soldier like Contra
 I don't fuck with thotties, I pass her to my partner
 All gold everything, bitch I'm Fort Knoxin', new sports car man
 I'm new Porsche coppin', two door hop in
 Girl you know how I spend
 And I've been trying to budget my checks and the rest of my money, money
 Rubber bands getting stretched with the hunnids, hunnids
 M.V.P. upper deck with the money, money
 Don't I make the haters upset with the money
 Bitch I'm coming, 'cause
 This is not, this is not a-
 This is not a motherf-
 A motherfucking game, this is, this is not-
 This is not, this is, this is not, a motherfucking game, why you playin' boy?
 I'm just saying boy
 Yessuh (yeah, it's Tiller!)
 

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Song Details

Duration
03:43
Key
10
Tempo
181 BPM

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