Bambino - Drakeo The Ruler

Sheesh, they like Drakeo we love your lingo

Ten chains on, still sittin' in front of Deebo

Tuck for who?

you better duck, I shoot

I ain’t really with that talkin' none', dodgin' nuns, ugh

You know my lifestyle

Forty with shanaynay for niggas who think they fight wild

Pull up to his block at midnight and let the lights out

Executed Krusty in public, I never liked clowns

Sideshow Bob, pipe down, don’t you know the mic on?

The Ruler, the Ruler, Mr. Maison

Freddy versus Jason, the fuck you niggas sayin'?

You see blood everywhere, that’s just the battle of the Maisons

Who me?

who me?

no me don’t do no playin'

Bambino the massacre, niggas be with that actin' shit

One move, blastin' him, long range from Africa

Send suicide bombers in your house if you keep yappin' it

Lingo bingo, we know, we know

My hit man named Bambino

Lingo bingo, we know, we know

My hit man named Bambino, now get this shit done (shit)

He gon' get this shit done (shit nigga)

Cold devil, shit I might just be heaven sent

Shoot you and your kids and the messenger, I’m tellin' you

Don’t go against the word, you’ll get hung, it’s embarassing

My hit man treacherous, the plug on the medicine

Professional stoner, just know this nigga is on it

Had to Wesson my opponents, niggas is organ donors

I’m handsome, stones from the mansion

Eighty to the face, that’s for ransom, we taxed him

The 2 Greedy bastards, the new wave savages

Niggas crazy bruh like I been had racks and shit

Been had crashed the whip, been had masked and shit

Hangin' out the window like that bitch sing opera

Niggas be talkin' money but never ain’t coppin' shit

Bands on a feature 'cause they know that I be poppin' it

He wanna be popular, I’m worried 'bout coppin' shit

Pops on my knots and shit, ayy Drakeo you droppin' this?

shit

Lingo bingo, we know, we know

My hit man named Bambino

Lingo bingo, we know, we know

My hit man named Bambino, now get this shit done (shit)

He gon' get this shit done (shit nigga)