Russian Roulette lyrics

[Intro]
(BrentRambo)
Yeah, yeah, I don't follow no rules
Yeah, I don't follow no rules

[Verse]
Hopped off the plane
Man, I'm saying, n*ggas be lame
Came in this b*tch with a plan
Came in this b*tch, changed the game
I ain't in it for the fame
n*gga in it for the cheese
Made a million on some beats
Made a million, no degree
Yeah, got this b*tch up on her knees
Let's get it blazing like some grease
Yeah, do this sh*t with the ease
The pint got a V
Hopped up out of the V
And my shirt LV (V, V, V)
This sh*t a thousand degrees
Fell asleep with a frеak (Freak)
Room service, havе my keys (Keys)
b*tch giving strip tease
Sinclairs my teeth
'Inclairs on her teeth (Teeth , teeth, teeth, teeth )
And that's just on my teeth
We ain't get to the neck
We ain't get to the wrist, we ain't get to the motherf*ckin' Patek
I'm in some sh*t cost three times a motherf*cking Corvette, yeah
Yeah, tryna sl*t her out up on a jet
He spent his life up on a Rolex, now his dumb ass is dead, yeah
Everything I do in life, make the right move like I'm playin' chess, yeah
And my n*gga aiming for your head, what's the f*cking point of wearing a vest? Yeah
Ain't gon' lie, I f*cked her on her period 'cause I'm as real as it f*cking gets, yeah (Gets, gets, gets)
I got emeralds on my right wrist and my left wrist Van Cleef with baguettes, yeah
After I go number one, I'm going Audemars Piguet, yeah (AP, AP)
Huh, used to sl*t out some twin hoes, them hoes was twin brunettes, yeah
Uh, used to ball out up at Saks from selling n*ggas fake presets, yeah
I'm just keepin' it real
And lil' Rino up now, b*tch, ain't no up next, yeah
Huh, and I'm shining, but my net worth went up like the f*ckin' sunset, yeah
And my body startin' to reject these f*ckin' drugs, stomach upset, yeah
Is it the devil telling me we should play Russian Roulette? Yeah
Ayy, f*ckin' an actress, tell me call her back, she finna go on her set, yeah (Ooh)
You is not my dog if I cut you off, to me, you is dead, yeah
[Outro]
You f*ckin' dead, n*gga
sh*t dead, everything dead, n*gga
This sh*t dead to me, man
Yeah, man
Can't come back around me now
If I cut you off, it's for the better
If I cut you off, it's for the better
For the better