Rumble
My cubans they stainless
The opps I be beefing with they got to be nameless
You tied at gun point, flinch gonna make you famous
My dawgs be yelling at me hit 'em with the stainless
I got to make sure I leave a hole where his brains is
Come out of no where rob a bitch and leave her chainless
Got my dawgs ready for the rumble
I can't be affording a fumble
Ion like people that mumble
I be walking everywhere with a bundle
I walk with style and swag like i'm the king of the jungle
My dawgs be off the leash, he don't need a muzzle
Keep it discreet, moving real subtle
Talk out your neck, I won't move a muscle
My bitch a freak, ion use a rubber
When i go uh uh i make that bitch stutter
When I pipe down the haters go (Shh shh)
That's the sound of a money maker
Ion like you fakers
If yall bitches start a fight i aint the breaker
Have mercy on me, have mercy on my soul
Can't let my heart turn cold
Have mercy on many men
Many, many, many, many men
Wish death upon me
You got to find me
You can ran but you can't hide from me
I be flexing money just like i won the lottery
I be throwing Ms when it comes to buying properties
Ion care about you bitches
Cuz once i drop this song you finna turn to history
Mess up my flow you won't last a day to see what i can be
The opps I be beefing with they got to be nameless
You tied at gun point, flinch gonna make you famous
My dawgs be yelling at me hit 'em with the stainless
I got to make sure I leave a hole where his brains is
Come out of no where rob a bitch and leave her chainless
Got my dawgs ready for the rumble
I can't be affording a fumble
Ion like people that mumble
I be walking everywhere with a bundle
I walk with style and swag like i'm the king of the jungle
My dawgs be off the leash, he don't need a muzzle
Keep it discreet, moving real subtle
Talk out your neck, I won't move a muscle
My bitch a freak, ion use a rubber
When i go uh uh i make that bitch stutter
When I pipe down the haters go (Shh shh)
That's the sound of a money maker
Ion like you fakers
If yall bitches start a fight i aint the breaker
Have mercy on me, have mercy on my soul
Can't let my heart turn cold
Have mercy on many men
Many, many, many, many men
Wish death upon me
You got to find me
You can ran but you can't hide from me
I be flexing money just like i won the lottery
I be throwing Ms when it comes to buying properties
Ion care about you bitches
Cuz once i drop this song you finna turn to history
Mess up my flow you won't last a day to see what i can be
Credits
Writer(s): Swayam Rayanker
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