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Joyner Lucas & Lil Durk – Rambo Lyrics

Joyner Lucas Rambo Lyrics (feat. Lil Durk)

I got the sniper on top of the roof (roof) ayy (pew)
You’ll never hear when I shoot (shoot)
(You’ll never hear when I shoot)
Bitch, you know I got nothin’ to lose (lose) shh, uh (nothin’ to lose)
Don’t ever hear when I shoot (ayy, pew, ayy)
I’m finna shoot out this bitch like I’m Rambo (Rambo)
They can’t see me, I blend in like camo (yeah, yeah)
Fully loaded, won’t run out of ammo (bah)
Ain’t no problem that I couldn’t handle (bah, bah, bah)
I got the sniper on top of the roof (roof)
(Top of the roof, top of the roof) ayy
You’ll never hear when I shoot (shoot)
(They’ll never hear when I shoot)
Yeah, this a double-barreled shotgun, fully loaded (ayy) uh

Loyalty, you should’ve showed it
I got a rap book full of COVID (ayy, ayy)
N****, you bite, then you could expose it (ayy, ayy)
This is a typo, couldn’t focus (focus, focus)
I cannot tell if your shit watered down, or it’s sugar-coated
Your shit trash, I should’ve wrote it (ayy, ayy)
My shit crack, y’all coulda sold it (sold it, sold it)
I had your girl so high, lil’ bitch could’ve floated
I might just roll up, get unfolded
Dick so big, bitch couldn’t hol’ it
She wanna keep it so I had to Molly
This ain’t no rap shit, I’m a poet (ayy, ayy)
This ain’t no cap shit, this a moment (yeah, yeah)
Wishin’ infatuation (bah)
She say she wanna know how I fuck, bitch, use your imagination (yeah)
N****, my crib so big, I need me a navigation (ayy)
I got bullets and clips, and they ain’t got no name
I let go on the bitch, had to run in that shit
Be like, “Hold up, lil’ bitch, where you goin’?” (Bah, bah-bah, bah, bah-bah)
I keep the stick where I’m at
I’m player, so I keep a bitch where I’m at (yeah, yeah)
And when I’m outside, it’s a blick where I’m at (bah, bah)
And if we at war, you can’t see where I’m at (grrah, grrah)
This cash on your head, you can never relax
I used to lock out for the drink (bah-bah)
I used to abuse it, I’m mad, I have to relapse (bah-bah)
I’m ridin’ millions on millions, and I’m from the streets, I had to adapt
That’s why I keep a MAC in the back
Can’t turn my back on the trap
Listen, watch how they breathe, n****, they catch asthma attacks

I know I got the MAC on my lap
I remember them days I was traffickin’ crack?
Cops on my dick, we was catchin’ some flack
I ain’t never had much, I just happen to rap
N***** hate on me, I c-c-cap on they ass
I can bet that I won’t be around when the murders increase
Stayin’ a hundred of years in peace
Ain’t have a bag, I went half on the lease (bah)
If you my brother, ain’t gotta keep reachin’, no (yeah)
And I’ma need more than a piece (yeah)
Can’t trust a hoe, ’cause these hoes for the streets (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Just tell that boy, “Keep that ho on a leash”
I had enough, she don’t know when to leave (yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
I’ve been on my motherfuckin’ business way (yeah, yeah)
Talkin’ like a motherfuckin’ businessman (yeah, yeah)
All these n***** know that I done been this way (ayy-ayy)
I’m a fuckin’ menace, you never can commend this pain (yeah, yeah)
Pedal to the metal, my metal can end a n**** life
Leave a n**** dead in the ghetto, I hit him with the pipe (bah)
Maybe lay your head in the pillow, I stick with a knife
You ain’t on my level, you never can live up to the hype, alright
I-I-I gave a hundred to n***** in jail
You want a lawyer, just hit me, it’s here
The ‘Raq on my back even though I was frail
Count it up, I had to climb them stairs
This for my n***** locked down in a cell
Countin’ them days, no one’s writin’ you mail
Me and my pistol like Kenan and Kel
Bitch, I’m all that, you can see for yourself
That Glock go, “Boom” (that Glock go, “Boom”)
But that switch go, “Frrtt” (yeah, yeah)

When I’m in that room (when I’m in that room)
Money counter go, “Frrtt” (hey, hey)
She gon’ suck dick ’til I pee (ayy)
She like, “Why you so mad at me?” (ayy)
When this shot go off, you bleed (bleed)
I got the sniper on top of the roof (roof) ayy
You’ll never hear when I shoot (shoot)
Bitch, you know I got nothin’ to lose (lose) shh, uh
Don’t ever hear when I shoot (shoot)
I’m finna shoot out this bitch like I’m Rambo (Rambo)
They can’t see me, I blend in like camo (yeah, yeah)
Fully loaded, won’t run out of ammo (ammo)
Ain’t no problem that I couldn’t handle
I got the sniper on top of the roof (roof)
(Top of the roof, top of the roof) ayy
You’ll never hear when I shoot (shoot)