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DMTNT

LP Rambo
Track 7 on 065 
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DMTNT Lyrics

[Hook]
Dead man tell no tales on my mama
Niggas ridin' on my fucking coat tails fuck the drama
Splat your brains turn your shit to oatmeal, heat like sauna
Free my cousin they won't give him no bail
He in trauma unit nigga is not doing so well
If you wanna test your luck, leave that goofy so pale
Boy I wanna put a tag right below your toenails
Like Obama when I wanna I can change the whole world

[Verse One]
It dont matter to me going out like "Man, oh well"
Rode with Wavy with that I can't say it, made a whole sale
Yeah yeah, a lot of times you see a soul if you look into my eyes
Then you get uncomfortable, when you realize it ain't mine
On my mind is money signs and money plays I run it up
This nigga speak on pluckin' us then walk right by like nothings up
Aye fuck nigga what is up? You mugging me like somethings up
Im with Ben Frank cutting up, say you got more i'm coming up
I never was a hero Veli always was the villain
Did it for some millions i'm still on track to get 'em
Shout out to my Uncle out in AP he be chillin'
I dont give a fuck if he a snitch I gotta kill 'em, 'cuz a motherfuckin

[Hook]
Dead man tell no tales on my mama
Niggas ridin' on my fucking coat tails fuck the drama
Splat your brains turn your shit to oatmeal, heat like sauna
Free my cousin they won't give him no bail
He in trauma unit nigga is not doing so well
If you wanna test your luck, leave that goofy so pale
Boy I wanna put a tag right below your toenails
Like Obama when I wanna I can change the whole world
[Verse Two]
Rest up Cody, Wavy, 2wo, Omar, SK baby
LP tote a SK baby, gone on the express way baby
Rather you just call me 'fore you text me a whole essay baby
Nevertheless they playin' make this shit a Chess game baby
You keep fuckin' round you fuck around get fucked around
By the same bitch, why you out here handing trust around?
I just bought a silencer because I wanna snuff the sound
I dont trust a soul LP ain't never leaving stuff around
I just bought my lil bro some shoes, my lil' brother love it
We could meet up what you wanna do? Have my brothers buss it
Hoes gone be hoes, yea that's true, under covers fuckin'
Snitch ass niggas, gotta catch the tool, 'cuz a motherfuckin'

[Hook]
Dead man tell no tales on my mama
Niggas ridin' on my fucking coat tails fuck the drama
Splat your brains turn your shit to oatmeal, heat like sauna
Free my cousin they won't give him no bail
He in trauma unit nigga is not doing so well
If you wanna test your luck, leave that goofy so pale
Boy I wanna put a tag right below your toenails
Like Obama when I wanna I can change the whole world

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