Rambo

Lyrics

[Intro] (Yeah they call me, yeah they call me) Rambo, Rambo (Gotta turn back) Juice way too hard (Juice way too hard) [Verse 1] Lately I've been chillin like I'm finally learning patience I don't see your post ain't got no time for scrolling pages Take me down on Melrose with luchini and my baby Gunning through my city purple yellow like the Lakers [Chorus] Rambo, Rambo Rolling dolo, sucka free, feel that bass in it Rambo Rambo Juice way too hard Juice way too hard (Brrr, Brrr) [Verse 2] It's no trouble for a nice guy, no I only move when it's the right time My disposition cool, nothing worth the stress I'm staying right with God, know he keep me blessed Don't have to flex, I'll be rich until I rest And when I'm gone it's like you thought I never left (Ooh, ooh) Legacy, all these fish up in my net Ballin, when I release and call it wet (Call it wet) I'm not a rookie all the real know I'm a vet ROI, yeah my broker say I'm set (He got me set) Yeah find me on my rue Doing what I do Tell me who are you Burning from the beat I got my shirt off like it's June Volume up to max, I throw the rag off of my two (I got my shirt off) Ayy, rag off of my two Volume up to max I throw the rag off of my two (Oh my God) [Chorus] Rambo, Rambo Rolling dolo, sucka free, feel that bass in it Rambo Rambo Juice way too hard Juice way too hard Rambo, Rambo Rolling dolo, sucka free, feel that bass in it Rambo Rambo Juice way too hard Juice way too hard [Post-Chorus] Driving down my rue Doing what I do Always staying true (True, true, ayy, yeah, yeah) Shirt off in my ride Right I'm in bag I'm driving in my two I'm driving in my two (ain't no trouble for a nice guy) 1,2,3 ayyy [Outro] Shirt off in my two Shirt off in my two Ayy ayy ayy Call me, call me, call me rambo