LP Rambo - Here We Go lyrics

[LP Rambo - Here We Go lyrics]

Here we go again you niggas is tripping
Toating 10 you niggas be dipping
See us in that black tint, you know then
You niggas is finished
Shots fired i'm still on my pivot
Fake real that shit is a gimmick
Foenem waiting to pop his ass they
Waiting 'till I finish that sentence
What is that sentence? ''Get him gone''
Get a nigga hit in Rome
Opps do not hit my phone
Saw you niggas getting hoed
Money should be the goal but you
Can't leave that bitch alone
And don't bring no snitches home
We take they mouth and stitch it closed

Snitching at a all time high like
They don't care no more
Ask me if I'ma marry her I
Tell her there's the door
Got a white bitch off the shit's
She asked me wheres the floor
Pack yelling, volume on 100
I can't hear no more what I need a mask for
If I'ma smoke his ass?
You better not focus on these
Bitches folk they going fast
Going first or going last
Either way you bout to pass
Faded in all type of ways
Come catch me i'm bout to crash roses red
Leave them girls alone lil bro
Them hoes is dead hold his head
He gone watch us break her
Back and blow the bed
Don't start to love me when i'm gone
That shit gone have me rolling dead
Front your move
Go ahead whole world'll know you dead
Your mans got hit, you ain't slide, why?
Heard they hit him 9 times
Nigga probably think his ass got 9 lives
Guess he tryna tell that choppa hi
And tell his mama bye
What you put up in the air is there
We make karma fly

Here we go again you niggas is tripping
Toating 10 you niggas be dipping
See us in that black tint, you know then
You niggas is finished
Shots fired i'm still on my pivot
Fake real that shit is a gimmick
Foenem waiting to pop his ass they
Waiting 'till I finish that sentence
What is that sentence? ''Get him gone''
Get a nigga hit in Rome
Opps do not hit my phone
Saw you niggas getting hoed
Money should be the goal but you
Can't leave that bitch alone
And don't bring no snitches home
We take they mouth and stitch it closed

You ain't come here for no smoke
You just came to get exposed
How you niggas still broke? I
Will never ever know
I ain't come here for no talk
Shorty come and give me throat
And right now I got some racks
Still tryna get some more
All my niggas grimey, boy they super grimey
He say these bitches slimy
Boy they super slimy
I might catch you by yourself
I got super timing
They think I'm crip cause I ain't
In unless it's blue behind it
Who really fuck with me
Finna slide and buss with me?
It's a lot of niggas round that
I don't even trust with me
Aye, Aye, Aye, Aye
They'll do it for a buck fifty
Rolling up this blunt I always
Got enough with me
I can't put my hands on no lil'
Bitch cause I still shake with set
We don't ask if you gang
It's you bang these niggas can't forget
I can't put no hand on no
Bitch unless the name Nina
Nina got suppressor, squeeze it
Nina got you with the demons

Here we go again you niggas is tripping
Toating 10 you niggas be dipping
See us in that black tint, you know then
You niggas is finished
Shots fired i'm still on my pivot
Fake real that shit is a gimmick
Foenem waiting to pop his ass they
Waiting 'till I finish that sentence
What is that sentence? ''Get him gone''
Get a nigga hit in Rome
Opps do not hit my phone
Saw you niggas getting hoed
Money should be the goal but you
Can't leave that bitch alone
And don't bring no snitches home
We take they mouth and stitch it closed

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