Mike T. The Shotta - Rambo (feat. Virgil the Angel)

Aye
Yeah
It's that shotta shit
Aye
Ha
Run up on me and I spray
I do this shit every day
I do this shit every day
Look

Bought a new glock with a beam, aye
And I'm killin shit like Rambo, aye
You can go to war with the team, aye
Put his ass out like a candle, aye
We can go to war no cammo, aye
You be toting straps no ammo, aye
Paint the wall with his brains, no vandal, aye
Pull of in a all black lambo
Bought a new glock with a beam, bitch
And I'm killin shit like Rambo, aye
You can go to war with the team, bitch
We gon' put his ass out like a candle, aye
We can go to war no cammo, aye
You be toting straps no ammo, aye
Paint the wall with his brains, no vandal, aye
Pull of in a all black lambo

Ice on my neck, ice on my wrist
And I leave a fuckboy frozen, aye
Lean in my cup look nice in the whip with your bitch, head down
She chokin', aye
My glock ain't all that I'm toting, aye
If he got the bread we toast him, aye
If he acting chicken we roast him, aye
With all of my shottas, we posted
All on the block, run in your spot
Fuckin' with Virgil, you gonna get shot
Go Ninja Turtle, you gonna get chopped
Oooh, ya, ya, ya
Glock on my hip go click-clack
Fuckin, with me better get back, aye
Break a bitch down like a Kit-Kat, aye
Run up on me with that riff-raff?
Pull up with tommies, you know we catchin the bodies, and I just bought me a shottie
Now I'ma fuck on your shawty
And she be givin me toppy, you know that shit really sloppy, I put that shit on my Mommy
I hit that bitch like a doggy
Hit that bish back real quick, aye
Run that shit back real quick, aye
Hit that bish back real quick, aye, wait
Bring the hook back like

Bought a new glock with a beam, aye
And I'm killin shit like Rambo, aye
You can go to war with the team, aye
Put his ass out like a candle, aye
We can go to war no cammo, aye
You be toting straps no ammo, aye
Paint the wall with his brains, no vandal, aye
Pull of in a all black lambo
Bought a new glock with a beam, bitch
And I'm killin shit like Rambo, aye
You can go to war with the team, bitch
We gon' put his ass out like a candle, aye
We can go to war no cammo, aye
You be toting straps no ammo, aye (Virgil!)
Paint the wall with his brains, no vandal, aye
Pull of in a all black lambo

N****s hating, cus Virgil making a profit
Promise that I poison n****s like toxic
Fuck you, I crash a n***a like offset
Stick my dick in that tight pussy, I'm lockpick
You're super man, I'm soda can, I pop shit
Realest n***a with realest triggers you opps sick
Smell heaven when I am hear, I'm godsent
And y'all pussy cus all you do is gossip
N****s is soft like a funnel-cake
You just that dirt on my sandal, aye
Bitch I stay lit like a candle aye
Eating that pussy like campbell, aye
Swipin' that pussy like Visa, uh
Girl I got sauce like a pizza, uh
Paint her face she Mona Lisa, uh
Big bang attack like Vagita, uh
You know Virgil attackin
We bout to get to the action
I'm pullin' up with The Shotta and all my n****s is packing
Broke boy you a faggot
But all my n****s is crackin'
I be all up in your face while my fingers be stackin'
Yuh
Bring that shit back real quick
Bitch I'm Chinese cus I got a chopstick
She grind on my dick like a fuckin' ripstick
You ain't really bout it, you dont even hit licks
Yuhh

Bought a new glock with a beam, aye
And I'm killin shit like Rambo, aye
You can go to war with the team, aye
Put his ass out like a candle, aye
We can go to war no cammo, aye
You be toting straps no ammo, aye
Paint the wall with his brains, no vandal, aye
Pull of in a all black lambo
Bought a new glock with a beam, bitch
And I'm killin shit like Rambo, aye
You can go to war with the team, bitch
We gon' put his ass out like a candle, aye
We can go to war no cammo, aye
You be toting straps no ammo, aye
Paint the wall with his brains, no vandal, aye
Pull of in a all black lambo

Written by:
Izaiah Vaughn, James Taylor

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