BeatKing - Rambunctious lyrics
rate me(Intro)
Oh, that boi start to be a damn fool, yem beat boi
(Verse: Beatking)
I pull up on the scene, smellin' like an hash tag
Bitch I've got the leak, she gon' throw that ass back
Finna turn up on these niggas, I ain't got no fuckin' choice
'Can we come in with you?' I see what I can do, Stevie Wonder voice
(Hook)
My niggas rambunctious, my niggas rambunctious
Get da fuck up out my face if ye ain't talkin' bout money, hold up
My niggas rambunctious, my niggas rambunctious
Get da fuck up out my section if ye ain't talkin' bout fuckin', hold up
My niggas rambunctious, my people rambunctious, hol' up
My niggas rambunctious, my people rambunctious, hol' up
My niggas rambunctious, my people rambunctious
Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, bitch
Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, bitch
(Verse 2: Danny Brown)
I can't from a dog pile like guess what bitch, gotta bright do
These hoes feelin' freaky, cuz that work, big dawg, we comin' thru
Vodka make me up power level, smoking all the pack, pay the pills
Used to hustle like CHa Michelle, nowadays I got my own shower shell
Kush got me on ego, smell just like that sick show
Shout to my niggas ova beat more
Make Jordan racks off of detour
And I stay with them ounces, traffic stop, my broad in the trunk
But I squash, still droppin' that pronk
So much money, y'all might need counsellin'
Put it in a palley pilot
Drop that name down, what it do
I was packing up, outta town hoppin'
Trying to stack up for a shack
If you ain't talking bout money, you ain't talkin' bout nothin
Get the fuck up out my face, cuz my niggas so rambunctious
(Hook)
My niggas rambunctious, my niggas rambunctious
Get da fuck up out my face if ye ain't talkin' bout money, hold up
My niggas rambunctious, my niggas rambunctious
Get da fuck up out my section if ye ain't talkin' bout fuckin', hold up
My niggas rambunctious, my people rambunctious, hol' up
My niggas rambunctious, my people rambunctious, hol' up
My niggas rambunctious, my people rambunctious
Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, bitch
Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, bitch
(Verse 3: RiFF RAFF)
Drop-top Maserati when the wind blow
Winter season comin' soon, roll the windows down
Lean back, sipping lean, blowin' smoke O's
Pockets-pockets overweight, call Winslow
Lifestyle rich and famous, diamond chains hangin'
I can ball like Michael Jordan, I don't wear no Hanes (swish)
Pockets got more bands than the heavy metal (that's phifer)
Midnight trappin' in the forest like Hansel and Gretel
Secret slam syrup gave me Codeine dreams (quit dream)
Computer hackers hackin', like Hakeem the Dream
I dream shake competition in yo sub-division (skeet)
Electric slide in the kitchen, like Ernest Givins, gone!
(Hook)
My niggas rambunctious, my niggas rambunctious
Get da fuck up out my face if ye ain't talkin' bout money, hold up
My niggas rambunctious, my niggas rambunctious
Get da fuck up out my section if ye ain't talkin' bout fuckin', hold up
My niggas rambunctious, my people rambunctious, hol' up
My niggas rambunctious, my people rambunctious, hol' up
My niggas rambunctious, my people rambunctious
Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, bitch
Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, bitch
