Rambo
Bryson Tiller Song Lyrics

This is not, this is not

This is not, this is not a motherfuck

A motherfucking game, motherfucker, this is not

This is not, a motherfucking game, why you playin' boy?

I'm just saying boy

Yeah...

Rambo, they begging for mercy, like the lambo'

No they told me kill them all, goddamn though

I know they want to see me fall, look where I am though

On two feet, that's where I stand though

I'm a true fucking killer, like rambo

No ammo, they send me on the sand yo

Nigga I just kill em because I can though.

I'm as humble as they come, but you're fucking with the wrong one

Boy you're fucking with the wrong one

This that new pen griffey watch that nigga get a home run

Watch him hit it, it's a home run

I ain't playin' wit' you nigga's

I'm a true louis villain

I'm the realest, they acrylic

Fuck them niggas if they doubt it

Say I'm flippin' up, but so is a money counter

I've been getting up, gotta pay my self allowance

And I save it like the bail, I can't take no more l's

The day I sell my soul, that's the day I go to hell

Been putting on a show, just like dave chappelle

They ain't make it in the credits, imma tell them oh well

Tell steve, don't let no more bitches in the hotel

Niggas gotta get the work, girl unless you gon twerk something

Lotta ladies, verse on em'

Damn this lifestyle got a lot of perks on it, I'm just saying nigga (young tiller)

Rambo, they begging for mercy, like the lambo'

No they told me kill them all, goddamn though

I know they want to see me fall, look where I am though

On two feet, that's where I stand though

I'm a true fucking killer, like rambo

No ammo, they send me on the sand yo

Nigga I just kill em because I can though.

This ain't temporary, I've been out here, letting them know

New cat, years later, best as sylvester stallone

I've been working hard, I've been doing better, ya know

Beat the freeloaders, we won't be breaking bread with them though

She chose me over him, cause he's was so regular, oh

He was so regular, I'm like a butler, getting this dough

I'm like a monster, or a motherfucking predator

Oh-na-na-na, soldier like contra

I don't fuck with thotties, I pass them to my partner

All gold everything, bitch I'm fort knoxin'

New sports car man

I'm new porsche coppin', two door hop in

Girl you know how I've been

And I've been trying to budge in my checks with the rest with the money, money

Rubber bands getting stretched with the hundreds, hundreds

M.v.p upper deck with the money, money

Don't I make the haters upset with the money

Bitch I'm coming.

This is not, this is not

This is not, this is not a motherfuck

A motherfucking game, motherfucker, this is not

This is not, a motherfucking game, why you playin' boy?

I'm just saying boy

Tiller!