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Rambo (Explicit) - Digga D/Hotboii
Lyrics by:Digga D
Composed by:Digga D
ITCHY made this s**t
Yo yo
Blood on my rambo blood on my kitchen
Yeah yeah yeah
Blood on my cutlass blood on my flick ting
Yeah yeah yeah
I had his flesh on my knife when I dipped him
Swung at his face and ripped him
Ching ching
Swung at his face at ripped it
Swung swung swung
I'm in Dior we all in the mall with switches
Grr grr grr grr
Got money I know how to get it
'Cause where I come from it's only right that we get it
Yo grr grr grr grr
Rest up Rose free Jojo
Rest up rest up
Shout out Rack5 StillBrickin and Oso
Oso
All of my guys take lives they loco
Loco
Drac' on the show man the meanin' of and the yolo
Hold up
I'm in America still strapped with a Beretta
Ayy
Ain't leavin' my knife that's the London in me
Me
I'll take out your flesh try troublin' me
Try tryin'
I got want to know just catch him and see
The first one the mandem caught was a miskeen
First one
I can't blame them they were young only fifteen
Fifteen
I went to Dubai and somethin' got sliced
Had the whole of the UK causin' a big scene
Landed in M I A left from Heathrow
Eathrow
I'm in the USA I need me a freak ho
I wouldn't mind Rubi Rose or DreamDoll
Back it up slap it up drop a lil' deep throat
Blood-Blood on my rambo blood on my kitchen
Yeah yeah yeah
Blood on my cutlass blood on my flick ting
Yeah yeah yeah
I had his flesh on my knife when I dipped him
Swung at his face and ripped him
Ching ching
Swung at his face at ripped it
Swung swung swung
I'm in Dior we all in the mall with switches
Grr grr grr grr
Got money I know how to get it
'Cause where I come from it's only right that we get it
Grr grr grr grr
It's only right that we get it
Grrah grrah
Only be right that all the Glocks got switches
Bap bap
Ain't know it ain't no more
Automatic come through where everyone get it
Grr grr bap
You ain't got to move you can get hit
Bow bow
Catch me at the Zoo' Z 26'
Grr bow
Boy you a fool why you flyin' bricks
Stuck in my coupe givin' you kiss
Now I got rich I can f**k whoever
Yeah yeah
I got them bands like bread I spread 'em
Yeah yeah
And nothin' but blues on my schedule
Bow bow
I play phantom oh no not ever
Bow bow
I spend-No lack go get 'em
Bow bow
I still am up five on the devil
Bow bow
He got blood all on his sweater
Grr grr grr grr
Blood-Blood on my rambo blood on my kitchen
Blood on my
Blood on my cutlass
Blood on my
Blood on my flick ting
Ayy
I had his flesh on my knife when I dipped him
Ayy ayy ayy
Swung at his face and ripped him
Ayy
Swung at his face at ripped it
Swung swung swung
I'm in Dior we all in the mall with switches
Grr grr grr grr
Got money I know how to get it
'Cause where I come from it's only right that we get it
Grr grr grr grr