Ambition lyrics
by Kyle Richh
[Intro]
Like, baow, baow-baow-baow n*gga
Ayo Eli, what the f*ck?
(Oh my god)
What the f*ck?
Gotta get-
Like gotta get back, like
Grah-Grah, like look
Baow, baow-baow-baow
[Verse: Mhady2hottie]
Gotta get back, man, this sh*t my ambition
Who are you? Why is you dissin'?
Pass me the knock, like, I'm tryna kill him
G-Give me some room, I won't miss him
Like-Like, I think these n*ggas don't get it
Why he running? I ain't pull the trigger
Grah-Grah-Grah-Grah-Grah
n*gga, you ain't hear the rhythm?
Ma-Mask up, cover the face recognition
Feeling like O-Dog, I'm a menace
Wanna do what I do, all these rappers my children
(Wanna do what I do, all these rappers my- n*ggas my children)
Headshot, thеy left his brains on the ceiling
Thеy be like "Mhady2Hottie just cool out"
"He never listen but stay in a shootout"
Brownskin, she got a tat with her boobs out
Li-Like I hit it once then I zoom out
[Verse: Kyle Richh]
Fu-f*ck Notti, lil' bro had the broom out
41-Hundred; it's 41 tools out
Like-Like move back, I'm 'bout to boom now
Im with Mhady, three guns on the drill too oppy
H-He-He-He can get hit if he flockin' for Dotty
Smoke Charlie, straight to the face
'Drenaline rushing when I'm on the chase
D-D's on my bop it's a race
On a drill I told GBG speed up the pace
[Verse: Mhady2hottie]
Like-Like, you better get out the way
If he throw up a O, then we adding a K (OYK)
He said what? he from the eight?
Like-Like bet he fold up when this gun in his face
Shotclock, I got no time to waste, like, look
[Bridge: Mhady2hottie & Kyle Richh]
Better move fast, like
Better think, like up first before he could blink
Like, I'm trynna ball out, let's jink
Put the phone down, get in the ring
All-All black with the .9 in my sling
With the 4s they be ready to dump
Like, he can't run, it's a switch on my gun
P-PTSD from the sh*t that I've done
[Verse: Mhady2hottie & Kyle Richh]
Like-Like where you gon run? I got a beam on the gun
Them n*ggas they know what's up
I'm Mr. PopOutTheCut
f*ck a backdoor, I just might come through the front
Ima' beat it, while Ima' grip on her bun
b*tch buggin', she begging me for a son
(No I am not a Munch)
(Tell her give me that neck, I ain't tryna' rump)
Bro-Bro got a beam on the drum
Stick on my body, I move presidential
Fill-Fill him with lead, no pencil
Drop that lo', Jah Woo gon' bend through
Yo Jenn, I'm tryna' bend, like
If I miss then I'm spinning again
Couldn't catch him, we shot at his friend, like
I'm tryna' catch me a M
We on Bristol with multiple pistols
Yo Mhady, dump that knocka'
Like-Like, told bro let's go spin on the oppas'
If I'm with Iffy, that's double the choppasf*ck Yellow, f*ck Caine (b*tch)
Melly got shot in his brain
I'm in all black when I pop out the cut
Big-Big gun; put a gash in his gut
[Outro: Mhady2hottie & Kyle Richh]
Better move fast, like
Better think, like up first before he could blink
Like, I'm trynna ball out, let's jink
Put the phone down, get in the ring
All-All black with the .9 in my sling
With the 4s they be ready to dump
Like he can't run, it's a switch on my gun
P-PTSD from the sh*t that I've done