LP Rambo - Scary Hours lyrics

[LP Rambo - Scary Hours lyrics]

Balling like Terrance 57 wearing and tearing
The hoes y'all be sharing is scary
I don't be caring I care then it's barely
You can find some of these
Hoes in the clearance
Got some nerve to ask for shit
You was just looking so average
I'm in the back with the battle kit
Better repick who to battle with
Hopping out hooping like Gilbert Arenas
My bro not in public he ducking subpeonas
Bring out the mops like we
Work for the cleaners
Bluе and white ring like the logo for bеamers
You cannot see if they steal off for nothing
Ain't steal off or nothing just
Shot you to leave ya
Light up a blunt I ain't
Peel off or nothing
Just hopped in the function
Ain't nobody peeping

Yeah it's a manhunt leave a nigga skunked
Ligament flew off with the pump
Then i'm getting runtz
I think i'm missing some
I think i'm missing some
She said she missing me I know
She tryna trick her some
Free Keto out the cell if he
Don't get out i'm tweakin'
You brought your gun you think we
Talking shit out? Stop speaking
I be high and low smoking on
Some thrax even now i'm wreaking
You tryna keep up even right
Now I am not peaking oh you heavily vested?
When I be shopping with brodie he bless it
Do not disturb on my phone so don't text it
I ain't gone see your shit unless I check it
I told her get off my shit hoe you pressing
Put that red dot on his face like a blemish
Point at his face
He better help brodie locate the safe
He better chill he get left in the lake
He look sketchy
Foenem pull up leave it messy
Foenem be sliding like Gretsky
Going too fast you can't catch me
I told lil shorty to bless me, yea yea
She bout to neck me, yea yea my niggas dogs
They got the sticks they be fetching
This not a drill, wait
This not a drill I be in
The field you'll really get killed
My brother got caught popping a seal
I told him don't spill
He told he fine I tell him
''foreal?'' He told me i'm real
He told me i'm real
You know I'll come through the front door
Know bitches that be with the back door
You keep on playing with me nigga
You gonna get what you ask for
They know we shoot up the city
Them niggas calling the task force
Rolling a blunt right now
Nigga what I gotta cap for?
My niggas come through shooting
I had a Glock and I gave it to Selly
Somebody go and be tweaking
With Selly he unload
The Glock and it rip through his belly
It ain't bout bands and gang please nigga
Do not be hitting the celly
Bitch I be feeling like Melly
I'm in a young nigga world
You can't tell me shit

Balling like Terrance 57 wearing and tearing
The hoes y'all be sharing is scary
I don't be caring I care then it's barely
You can find some of these
Hoes in the clearance
Got some nerve to ask for shit
You was just looking so average
I'm in the back with the battle kit
Better repick who to battle with
Hopping out hooping like Gilbert Arenas
My bro not in public he ducking subpeonas
Bring out the mops like we
Work for the cleaners
Blue and white ring like the logo for beamers
You cannot see if they steal off for nothing
Ain't steal off or nothing just
Shot you to leave ya
Light up a blunt I ain't
Peel off or nothing
Just hopped in the function
Ain't nobody peeping

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