Bambino lyrics

[Verse 1]
Sheesh, they like Drakeo we love your lingo
Ten chains on, still sittin' in front of Deebo
Tuck for who? you better duck, I shoot
I ain't really with that talkin' none', dodgin' nuns, ugh
You know my lifestyle
Forty with shanaynay for n*ggas who think they fight wild
Pull up to his block at midnight and let the lights out
Executed Krusty in public, I never liked clowns
Sideshow Bob, pipe down, don't you know the mic on?
The Ruler, the Ruler, Mr. Maison
Freddy versus Jason, the f*ck you n*ggas sayin'?
You see blood everywhere, that's just the battle of the Maisons
Who me? who me? no me don't do no playin'
Bambino the massacre, n*ggas be with that actin' sh*t
One move, blastin' him, long range from Africa
Send suicide bombers in your house if you keep yappin' it

[Chorus]
Lingo bingo, we know, we know
My hit man named Bambino
Lingo bingo, we know, we know
My hit man named Bambino, now get this sh*t done (sh*t)
He gon' get this sh*t done (sh*t n*gga)

[Verse 2]
Cold devil, sh*t I might just be heaven sent
Shoot you and your kids and the messenger, I'm tellin' you
Don't go against the word, you'll get hung, it's embarassing
My hit man treacherous, the plug on the medicine
Professional stoner, just know this n*gga is on it
Had to Wesson my opponents, n*ggas is organ donors
I'm handsome, stones from the mansion
Eighty to the face, that's for ransom, we taxed him
The 2 Greedy bast*rds, the new wave savages
n*ggas crazy bruh like I been had racks and sh*t
Been had crashed the whip, been had masked and sh*t
Hangin' out the window like that b*tch sing opera
n*ggas be talkin' money but never ain't coppin' sh*t
Bands on a feature 'cause they know that I be poppin' it
He wanna be popular, I'm worried 'bout coppin' sh*t
Pops on my knots and sh*t, ayy Drakeo you droppin' this? sh*t
[Chorus]
Lingo bingo, we know, we know
My hit man named Bambino
Lingo bingo, we know, we know
My hit man named Bambino, now get this sh*t done (sh*t)
He gon' get this sh*t done (sh*t n*gga)