Rambo lyrics

[Intro]
Ayy
Straight up, n*gga
1900
Yeah, uh-huh

[Chorus]
Ayy, we want face shots, you better leave that vest on
You get stepped on, you better leave that meth 'lone
Picked the b*tch up and told her I need neckbone
We pull the coupe out, we get our flex on
Been had everything, I want drugs in my bando
Thick b*tch, but it's not too much that I can handle
Face tats, Playboi Gangsta, that's what it stand for
Tough n*gga playing that role, thinkin' he Rambo

[Verse 1]
Look, gang members running with them thugs, known to act out
We them n*ggas politickin', put off and pack outs
Now you n*ggas tuckin' y'all tail, now y'all back out
GLE or that 580 when I back out
Face shots, we want face shots, closed casket
We don't know bro, on the gang, so stop asking (Nah)
Made yourself a target on the net with all that acting
Every n*gga around you in your circle know you capping
I'm in San Francisco, I'm just chillin', I'm relaxing
Puttin' up numbers, y'all can go and check my status
Known for gettin' money, I wasn't tryna do no bragging
I been poppin' since my school days, they know I had it
I drink thousand dollar cups knowin' it's your rent
With some b*tches in my Benz smokin' behind tint
You talking to some strangers 'bout your life, you tryna vent
I'm takin' notes, get rich or die like 50 Cent
[Chorus]
Ayy, we want face shots, you better leave that vest on
You get stepped on, you better leave that meth 'lone
Picked the b*tch up and told her I need neckbone
We pull the coupe out, we get our flex on
Been had everything, I want drugs in my bando
Thick b*tch, but it's not too much that I can handle
Face tats, Playboi Gangsta, that's what it stand for
Tough n*gga playing that role, thinkin' he Rambo

[Verse 2]
I'm in the mix, I'm running with dealers, get you a brick
Get in my feelings thinkin' about you and pour a six
I'm the sh*t, I'm sendin' her places I never went
I'm the sh*t, she give me her money because I'm it
I'm with the Black Jew, hoppin' out flexin', we wearing Chrome Hearts
Not the n*gga tryna be nice, I don't got no heart
We drive foreign cars crazy like they go-karts
Ghetto n*gga, knockin' these b*tches all at the Walmart
Gave the b*tch my number, changed my mind, I ain't wanna talk
Slap your ass, I'ma play Will, you play Chris Rock
Beat bang, sound like some sh*t I made for TikTok
b*tch cool, say she out the way, I made a pitstop
Turn up for my city, I'ma put my gang on
Slap your ass when you come around and say my name wrong
Screamin', shoutin' like them n*ggas when the game on
I hear you n*ggas rappin', everything sound like the same song
[Chorus]
Ayy, we want face shots, you better leave that vest on
You get stepped on, you better leave that meth 'lone
Picked the b*tch up and told her I need neckbone
We pull the coupe out, we get our flex on
Been had everything, I want drugs in my bando
Thick b*tch, but it's not too much that I can handle
Face tats, Playboi Gangsta, that's what it stand for
Tough n*gga playing that role, thinkin' he Rambo

[Outro]
n*gga, 1900, man
Yeah
Y'all know what we on, everything gon' get stepped on, stepped over, stood over, n*gga
Whatever you wanna call it, n*gga
Like that, let's go