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Marty Baller – Rambo (feat. Rich The Kid)

[Intro: Marty Baller]
None of you heard of that
None of you heard of that
I get herbal back
Smoking that herbal pack
None of you heard of that (Marty Baller)
Marty Baller, hello

[Hook: Marty Baller]
Young nigga sixteen (Yeah)
Six five, sixteen (Yeah)
Niggas know what I mean (Yeah)
I know you ain’t heard of that (Yeah)
Young nigga going Rambo (Rambo)
Chopper loaded up the ammo (Ammo)
Desert Eagle with the camo (Camo)
Fifty hit him through his flannel (Yeah)

[Verse 1: Marty Baller]
Fuck it, I’ma cop a Lambo (Lambo)
I just came up with some grams bro (Yeah)
I ain’t even let my fam know (Yeah)
I ain’t even let my mans know (Yeah)
‘Cause they will not understand (Understand)
Was broke and now I’m the man (Now I’m the man)
I had a better plan (I had a better plan)
I’m tryna’ cop me some land (Tryna’ cop me some land)
‘Cause I need a house (Nigga)
You keep running your mouth (Yeah)
I’ma rub on your spouse (Hello)
Then I’m kicking her out (Bye-bye)
Sour diesel got me lazy (Yeah)
Got me feeling so amazing (Uh)
Got me talking to you crazy (Whoa)
Got me acting like I’m brazy (Whoa)
I be tripping, I be dazy
Man this kush, it got me faded (Whoa)
Pick it up and I be aiming (Yeah)
Leave a nigga on the pavement (Yeah)
He was talking to me fly (He was talking to me fly)
Now you talking from the sky (Now you talking from the sky )
Fuck it, meet him when I’m there (Fuck it meet him when I’m there)
Tell that nigga I don’t care (Tell that nigga I don’t care)

[Hook: Marty Baller]
Young nigga sixteen (Yeah)
Six five, sixteen (Yeah)
Niggas know what I mean (Yeah)
I know you ain’t heard of that (Yeah)
Young nigga going Rambo (Rambo)
Chopper loaded up the ammo (Ammo)
Desert Eagle with the camo (Camo)
Fifty hit him through his flannel (Yeah)

[Verse 2: Rich The Kid]
Pull up, I shoot like Rambo
I [?] your bitch through the back door (Bitch)
I fucked that hoe on the top floor (Ya)
Rollie it cost me a whole load (Load)
Counting that money, that blue cheese (Blue cheese)
Act right, on a four of the lean (Lean)
Won’t miss, got a scope and a beam
On her knees, she gon’ suck the whole team (What?)
All of my niggas we ready (We ready)
New Gucci, no guiseppes (Gucci)
Pop a pill now she ready (Ya)
I just wanna fuck and [?] (Ya)
Passed out on a bar (Lean)
Seventeen had a [?] (Woo)
Ride with that chopper, I stay in that push to start

[Hook: Marty Baller]
Young nigga sixteen (Yeah)
Six five, sixteen (Yeah)
Niggas know what I mean (Yeah)
I know you ain’t heard of that (Yeah)
Young nigga going Rambo (Rambo)
Chopper loaded up the ammo (Ammo)
Desert Eagle with the camo (Camo)
Fifty hit him through his flannel (Yeah)

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ASAP Ferg – Uzi Gang (feat. Lil Uzi Vert & Marty Baller)

If the bitch ain’t on me, she on Ferg
Ask them niggas who they want
(Who they want?)
Uzi Gang, A$AP
Uzi Gang, A$AP
[x4]
Marty Baller a mac
I’ma talk about things that go on in the trap
You can talk about rap, how I cooked up the flow, watch it rock while I’m spitting this crack, watch that Uzi go "blatt!"
Lay him flat on his back, the pump have an asthma attack
They ain’t want to do that, when them coonies is coming, young niggas them not coming back
I’m in Philly, those my other niggas, 100 deep, nobody fuckin’ with us
Fergie here, I want my brother with us, Nike boots on and we stompin’ niggas
I’m with the Mob, those my other hittas, let them out the zoo, they go gorilla
Harlem World got a 100 spittas, man I’m Marty Baller, ain’t nobody triller
Uzi Gang, A$AP
Uzi Gang, A$AP
(Who they want?)
[x4]
I be tellin’ the luck I don’t want to fuck, baby just give me the forehead
She promised me a threesome with her best friend and I don’t want to blow it
Even though the bathroom not unisex, we can turn that shit to it
I be fuckin’ and suckin’ that pussy while I’m leanin’ over the toilet
Oh, I see that she feelin’ the boy, aye
Cause she know that we makin’ the noise, aye
Who do you want, it’s no choice, aye
Bitch you can’t fuck, you know that we makin’ the noise
Uzi Gang, A$AP
Uzi Gang, A$AP
(Who they want?)
[x4]
You makin’ money, I’ve been made that
And that’s your new bitch, I been slayed that
And this a K, I’ll leave you way back
And bitch ass nigga better stay back
Before I bring OG, leg back
And that’s a real nigga, I say that
I might yolk you, get your bitch egg crack
And my bih like can’t seem to take that
I’m winnin’ right now and you head down
I’m rollin’ that blunt, you smoke shake pack
And your favorite rapper a zombie
And on some shit, I ain’t even take that
No, I ain’t even take that, no, I ain’t even take that
Who they want, who they want, Uzi Gang, A$AP
Uzi Gang, A$AP
Uzi Gang, A$AP
(Who they want?)
[x4]