LP Rambo - Lenny Kravitz lyrics

Brown wrap with the purp
Peanut butter and jelly
Sippin’ on syrup, my breakfast was heavenly
Can’t feel my fingers, ain’t touching the
Celly, don't try to text me
Til I'm feeling steady you tryna converse
I don't know what you telling me
Slurring my words
While I spit like confetti sheets
Singing like Neverson, you is not ready
Say aahh when them shots burn
It up like R kelly
He might not make it, I shoot at his belly
Talking bout ridin', I'm posted
Come get me you show dishonor, I’m every
Thing killer, on set
Think I won't come and do you like Melly
That bitch pillow talking, and loud
Think he witty
It’s static when niggas come back to the city
Dirty by the dozen, bullets get busy
I’ll swiftly, con you out life with no pity
Or sympathy