Rambo (toronto Remix) Lyrics

Intro:

(Woo!)

Toronto, stand the f*ck up!

Hahahah, I've been working too damn hard recently (Alidina)

And it's about to pay off, now

Chorus:

(Woo!) Rambo!

Ridin' through Toronto with a plan though, (who?)

6 devil in flesh hope you know come correct god ain't even a threat, no! (why?)

'Cause rambo on the set f*ckin' chillin' with the vets, drippin' out in all camo'

Hater better chill, he be looking' like a fan though

That shit was never real, take that shit up to your mans though, uh

Verse:

Get the f*ck out of my side

I don't think you know, but this is my time

f*ckin' with the flow, Nanu been online

Go collect my dough, they better pay mines, uh

They better pay mines I tell him

Off of that grapevine, I'm up in the cellar

You wanna take mine? Like, don't you f*ck with it

I just be like nah man, you done or you finished?

By all means I dare y'all to try and come get it

Break through the ceilin' I'm fly up like pidgeon

High up, good riddens, you don't want me down there

Know I'm a villain, lord, don't put me out there

I'll f*ck up the system

Like Rambo, I'm honest

Do it, 'cause I see these haters astonished

Up in the 6 and you know that I'm dropping'

Like later this fall that's that shit that I promise (woo!) Chorus:

Rambo!

Killin' shit up in the 6 is what I stand fo'

What the f*ck you thought you little thots ain't what I'm glad fo'

I'm trying to feed my family, why the f*ck you really mad fo'? Uh, yeah

Rambo!

Hunting' down a rapper 'cause I'm trying to feed the fam' though

Trying to f*ck my bitch, & bet I get it all on cam though

And show you when I give a f*ck I really be the man though, uh!

Verse:

Heard I'm what you mentioned

Like, what the f*ck is you addressing

Little homie, stay the little homie homie don't be up there flexin'

With other them li' homies, talking' shit since I was 7, uh

And I don't want no problems

Best believe that I got them, no

And I ain't trying to mock them

I treat a hater like a beef I motherf*ckin' squash them, uh

Hehe, yeah

Rambo

Now a days, everybody trappin' out the bando

Whip this, and cook that, like homie what you rap fo'?

Self snitching' proficy 'cause this is what you asked fo' , for real

And I don't understand though

Lost boys on they motherf*ckin' peter pan flow

Thot boys really think they be the f*ckin' man though

And I don't feel that shit, only the 6 & what I stand fo'

Chorus: x1

Outro:

It's some Toronto tings eh? (haha!)

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