Lyrics Molly Brazy – Rambo

(When you’re pushed, killing’s as easy as breathing)

Zay:
I’m a renegade, trappin’ out the bando
All I do is ball, bitch you know I got handles

Molly Brazy:
Why the fuck you playin’, ho? Don’t make me go Rambo
Pull up on your block, have you runnin’ out your sandals
You know where I be, bitch, you know where I am, ho
You really want these problems, you don’t stand a chance though
All they do is watch me, I should have a channel
By this time next month, I should have a Lambo
He tryna put a Presi on me, this shit is a scandal
He might go brazy if I let him get a sample
All these bitches hatin’ on me, stockin’ up my ammo
You playin’ with your life, fam, why you wanna gamble?
All these bitches hatin’ on me, stockin’ up my ammo
Y’all gon’ fuck around and make Molly go Rambo

Zay:
I’m a renegade, trappin’ out the bando
All I do is ball, bitch you know I got handles
Gettin’ to the cake, nigga, blow you like a candle
Ready when it’s war time, stockin’ up my ammo
Don’t make me go Rambo, oh, oh, oh
Rambo, oh, oh, oh

Molly Brazy:
You don’t like me, ho? So what?
I should have a dick, bitch, all I do is go nuts
Underaged but I’m still ridin’ on grown-ups
Slide down, pull up on your grass doin’ donuts
Nigga, hold up, bitch, hold up
Brother took 20 on the chair and ain’t fold up
Neck, froze up, wrist, froze up
Just gettin’ started and I got this shit sewed up
You can ask Joseph, female Sosa
Cough up that dinero, still can’t get this chocha
Whole family cut so I had to be a soldier
Whole family cut, bitch, I had to be a soldier

Zay:
I’m a renegade, trappin’ out the bando
All I do is ball, bitch you know I got handles
Gettin’ to the cake, nigga, blow you like a candle
Ready when it’s war time, stockin’ up my ammo
Don’t make me go Rambo, oh, oh, oh
Rambo, oh, oh, oh
Don’t make me go Rambo, oh, oh, oh
Rambo, oh, oh, oh
Don’t make me go Rambo, oh, oh, oh
Rambo, oh, oh, oh
Don’t make me go Rambo, oh, oh, oh
Rambo, oh, oh, oh