[Hook: LP Rambo]
Still up whipping cream, okay
Buss your chip your frito lays
You niggas want beef okay
LP Rambo lead the way
I make chips Doritos day
You ain't shoot shit we okay
Niggas talking this, that
I can't let you niggas sleep today
If I go broke man I wonder how y'all boys gone eat today
My boys shoot the crowd they see you, so someone die either way
I'm tryna find out which OT thot gone dirty my sheets today
I just smoked a leaf today, You ain't shoot shit we okay!
[Verse One: LP Rambo]
Light these niggas block up it's gone look like Christmas Eve today
She just left me by my lonely said it's my conceited ways
Michael Jackson seen my case, cause I'm bout to Beat it, aye
Bitches leave they phone outside cause they can't keep no secret aye
Could of bought a beamer aye, Bought 12 Glocks with beamers wait
''LP why I need to wait, you take too long can't see the day''
I'm gone destroy niggas aye, do that shit the ether way
I tell all my bitches not to think LP's a keeper aye
I think niggas Minecraft at my house at night like Creepers aye!
Man these bitches geekers aye, geek then turn to eaters aye
You ain't got to fake the smiles cause 6 don't like you neither mane
All my niggas eating so much food can't even see the plate
Even though we not married that lil bitch just asked to keep the name
Niggas on the web like Spiderman I call them Peter aye
Niggas say they trappers and shooters I call them neither aye
I'm gone find you boy I was never the type to need your face
[Hook: LP Rambo]
Still up whipping cream, okay
Buss your chip your frito lays
You niggas want beef okay
LP Rambo lead the way
I make chips Doritos day
You ain't shoot shit we okay
Niggas talking this, that
I can't let you niggas sleep today
If I go broke man I wonder how y'all boys gone eat today
My boys shoot the crowd they see you, so someone die either way
I'm tryna find out which OT thot gone dirty my sheets today
I just smoked a leaf today, You ain't shoot shit we okay!
[Verse Two: DD Caine]
RG got the sauce, might change the group name to "Sofrito", aye
Drum got motors in it, wet your car up, don't get beamed today
Quick, I'm outtie, slammed my garment, nigga, I just beat my case
Bitches tryna fuck the set, her make up, how she beat her face
I am a tyrant, the reason them sirens you hearin' is only 3 feet away
I might blow that nigga arm off from boredom and call that an "Ironed sleeve", okay
Brother love overriding oppressive destruction, but you might bleed today
And my bills flue like the neighborhood rollers, that's more if fried you in the leaf, okay
I'm with the bullshit
I got my folks in the cut, I swear 6 he gon' pull that pin trigger and let that bitch sing like Tremaine
Niggas is buggin', my semi the RAID
For the green, like it's Zim, bitch, my niggas invade
For the chains, bitch, my diamonds they scream "BDK!"
That ain't me, but that's 24K on my neck, from this blade on your chest
On the set, we gon' wreck (DaVinci!)
[Hook: LP Rambo]
Still up whipping cream, okay
Buss your chip your frito lays
You niggas want beef okay
LP Rambo lead the way
I make chips Doritos day
You ain't shoot shit we okay
Niggas talking this, that
I can't let you niggas sleep today
If I go broke man I wonder how y'all boys gone eat today
My boys shoot the crowd they see you, so someone die either way
I'm tryna find out which OT thot gone dirty my sheets today
I just smoked a leaf today, You ain't shoot shit we okay!
