LP Rambo - Columbine Flow lyrics
[LP Rambo - Columbine Flow lyrics]
Bronem said pop it so I'm gonna pop it but
I tend to pop some shit all the time
Run up you falling and yo homie falling
Yo entire gang gone fall in line
Ain't come for nothing nigga
You tweaking know
That I'm leaving with all of mine
I was in school when I saw the opps
And we turned the hallway to columbine
Run up you falling just
Like it's Autumn time
Can't even be at the mall on time
Feds took you in and you
Dropping all the dimes
I'm in the stu I take all the time
Seen your true colors boy you a busta
You musta thought I was color blind
Smoke in your face and name it your homie
And walk off I will not apologize
A nigga try me he tweaking won't be
No speaking trust me I'm squeezing aye
Boa everyday it's a season tires
Screeching engine heating aye
She tryna link for the weekend I know
She scheming she gone be leaving aye
I got her in by herself you know what
It is ain't gone be no teasing aye
Like a trap ceiling have
Your ass leaking aye
Open my door and it's wreaking aye
Shoes cost a hunnit but I gave more money I
Looked at em said they could keep it aye
I beat the case laugh in they face the feds
Tried to snatch me and keep me aye
Said I'm sneak dissing he reaching but if he
Feel so tell him to meet me aye
I feel like Ricky coughing on sticky swear
To god can't do no breathing aye
You might be cold but i'm freezing
We not competing I been succeeding aye
Ain't even gotta believe it aye
Try that shit and you gone see it aye
You crying bout your dead homie do you a
Favor send you to greet him aye
Bronem said pop it so I'm gonna pop it but
I tend to pop some shit all the time
Run up you falling and yo homie falling
Yo entire gang gone fall in line
Ain't come for nothing nigga
You tweaking know
That I'm leaving with all of mine
I was in school when I saw the opps
And we turned the hallway to columbine
Run up you falling just
Like it's Autumn time
Can't even be at the mall on time
Feds took you in and you
Dropping all the dimes
I'm in the stu I take all the time
Seen your true colors boy you a busta
You musta thought I was color blind
Smoke in your face and name it your homie
And walk off I will not apologize
I tend to pop some shit all the time
Run up you falling and yo homie falling
Yo entire gang gone fall in line
Ain't come for nothing nigga
You tweaking know
That I'm leaving with all of mine
I was in school when I saw the opps
And we turned the hallway to columbine
Run up you falling just
Like it's Autumn time
Can't even be at the mall on time
Feds took you in and you
Dropping all the dimes
I'm in the stu I take all the time
Seen your true colors boy you a busta
You musta thought I was color blind
Smoke in your face and name it your homie
And walk off I will not apologize
A nigga try me he tweaking won't be
No speaking trust me I'm squeezing aye
Boa everyday it's a season tires
Screeching engine heating aye
She tryna link for the weekend I know
She scheming she gone be leaving aye
I got her in by herself you know what
It is ain't gone be no teasing aye
Like a trap ceiling have
Your ass leaking aye
Open my door and it's wreaking aye
Shoes cost a hunnit but I gave more money I
Looked at em said they could keep it aye
I beat the case laugh in they face the feds
Tried to snatch me and keep me aye
Said I'm sneak dissing he reaching but if he
Feel so tell him to meet me aye
I feel like Ricky coughing on sticky swear
To god can't do no breathing aye
You might be cold but i'm freezing
We not competing I been succeeding aye
Ain't even gotta believe it aye
Try that shit and you gone see it aye
You crying bout your dead homie do you a
Favor send you to greet him aye
Bronem said pop it so I'm gonna pop it but
I tend to pop some shit all the time
Run up you falling and yo homie falling
Yo entire gang gone fall in line
Ain't come for nothing nigga
You tweaking know
That I'm leaving with all of mine
I was in school when I saw the opps
And we turned the hallway to columbine
Run up you falling just
Like it's Autumn time
Can't even be at the mall on time
Feds took you in and you
Dropping all the dimes
I'm in the stu I take all the time
Seen your true colors boy you a busta
You musta thought I was color blind
Smoke in your face and name it your homie
And walk off I will not apologize