Swoleei - Râmbo

(Came out the mud lil' bitch like Rambo)
(Came out the… what… came out the mud lil' bitch like who?)
Came out the mud lil' bitch like Rambo
Big AK don't run out of ammo
I heard the bitches inside I can't go
Chiefing his pack gave that nigga a halo
Mask on my face
Mask on my face like Rey Mysterio
Don't Get Shady up on her stereo
That nigga made his first rack there ya go
Balenci' my bitch don't got time for no petty hoes
In the kitchen I'm cooking up crack and Spaghetti-o's
Three QPs up inside of this Lambo
Pineapple express in my blunt like Franco
Mount Rushmore wrist
But the whip on Django
Knock you off the map like I'm just SoFaygo
Gave her some X now she doing the tango
How many women can I fit inside of this Range Rove
Sipping so goddamn long imma run out of kidney
Dripped in Margiela my bitch got
Dripped in Margiela my bitch in Balenci'
Red carpet I'm fly as a bitch like Disney
Don't drop the location if you get a pic of me
Breaking the symmetry
Hitting the enemy
Codeine my remedy
X for the energy
Said he gon' wet for me
Said he was serious
Nigga you better be
Finna' go creep through your block like Ketamine
You rocking Champion I'm wearing Vetement
Bitch on these bing bong beats I'm a
Bitch on these bing bong beats I'm a veteran
Treat him like Letterman
Creep late night get the boy off the medicine
They better let me in
Hit him he moving on up just like the Jeffersons
Off of this perc you can see my skeleton
(Literally)
I love racks so much yeah I think imma' marry them
(Seriously)
(November 25th)
(What a day to be alive)

Written by:
Emanuel Tramontano

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