LP Rambo - SGA lyrics

[LP Rambo - SGA lyrics]

This that stain gang activity
Them niggas still tryna get rid of me
Wanna put my mama through that misery
But bitch I been a mystery
Take you out the game like a injury
Told Bro do good but im
A contradictory that's trickery
Cook you niggas with this
Stick shit is rotisserie
She be eating on this dick
I said "Dinner me"
They say im dangerous with
The g-Lock im jittery
These pussy niggas still on dick
This shit killing me

This that 2-4 till the word blow better
Scream it out so the world know
Lolo traumatized me nigga
I don't date virgos
We at this nigga show gang sticked
Up in the third row
Me and my dawgs racked up we
Ain't fragile tryna hurt hoes
Im gone shelf the nigga like a album
He thought he was going platinum
Im the Late night Phantom in your
Bitch bed with a magnum
I don't fuck with niggas circle
Smaller than a atom
Can't eat no apple from no bitch
The fuck was up with Adam?
Six got money, if you look into my pockets
Really fat i pull out the AUG gone show
His ass im really that
These lil pussy niggas thought that
They could rob me, silly cats
I make that bitch go really fast
She can't control her kitty cat

This that stain gang activity
Them niggas still tryna get rid of me
Wanna put my mama through that misery
But bitch I been a mystery
Take you out the game like a injury
Told Bro do good but im
A contradictory that's trickery
Cook you niggas with this
Stick shit is rotisserie
She be eating on this dick
I said "Dinner me"
They say im dangerous with
The g-Lock im jittery
These pussy niggas still on dick
This shit killing me

This that RG till the world end
Just seen Riz with your girlfriend
Niggas following girl trends so
Im gone return when
These bitch niggas stop dick riding and
Get hoes and earn bread
Everytime im sick my mama
Recommend them herb blends
I don't know the term friend no
And I got benji also
I don't play Wheres Waldo if it's
A crowd yall all go
Man don't give them false hope we
Clap him like a talk show
It's me and semi auto im
Here to collect yall soul
Mmhm, I remember noodles out the small bowl
Made my teacher call home
My ma ain't answer, thought so
With this Glock im shooting
Stars make a wish, im Cosmo
My weiler at the dog show we
With the shit's they all know

This that stain gang activity
Them niggas still tryna get rid of me
Wanna put my mama through that misery
But bitch I been a mystery
Take you out the game like a injury
Told Bro do good but im
A contradictory that's trickery
Cook you niggas with this
Stick shit is rotisserie
She be eating on this dick
I said "Dinner me"
They say im dangerous with
The g-Lock im jittery
These pussy niggas still on dick
This shit killing me

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