Rambo (Last Blood) (Explicit) - Bryson Tiller (布莱森·提勒)/The Weeknd

Bryson Tiller/The Weeknd：

Yeah Rambo

They beggin' for mercy like the Lambo

Know they told me kill 'em all godd**n though

I know they wanna see me fall look where I am though

On two feet that's where I stand though

I'm a true f**kin' killer like Rambo

No ammo they see me on the Sanyo

N***a I just kill 'em 'cause I can though

Na na na na na

The Weeknd：

I just signed a deal so big that it's a secret

Victoria's Secret Angels dancin' 'round me for a reason

Spread your wings for me like I'm Freddie Mercury

But baby you should call me King you know that it's my season

I'm 'bout to re-up made another killin' in Reno

I couldn't leave her until I paid a visit to P O

Too much tequila I had too much tequila

They cuffed me like I was single f**k it I'm back to Henny

Thank the Lord didn't kill me in the elevator

Wasn't my time saved my soul downstairs for later

Cheat death every day never play fair

Roll stress all day blow it in the air

Had to kill the pop game so they know what's up

Now I'm poppin' back swift had to shake it off

Sobriety is an enemy I'm sorry mama

Society now acceptin' me pray for the young ones

I'm from the Scar town city

No love from the town where a n***a never ever blow up

Now they love me cause I shine shawty

If you ain't f**kin' then it's time shawty

I see the truth inside your eyes shawty

If you don't love me then you lied to me

If you don't love me then you lied to me

Swallow all your pride for me

Or you can swallow all the time for me

Now you can tell me how that taste girl

Gene Simmons tongue but I ain't down for the kissin'

My n***a got a scope and I ain't talkin' 'bout the rinsin'

My n***as hittin' notes and I ain't talkin' 'bout the singin'

I'm breaking billboards from my city got me thinkin'

I'm a motherf**kin' villain in my town Heath Ledger 'bout to O D

Married to the game I ain't never gettin' cold feet

Killin' all these lames lot of motherf**kers owe me

I just stay quiet I just let the money climb high

Bryson Tiller：

Yeah like Rambo

D**n

They beggin' for mercy like the Lambo

Know they told me kill 'em all godd**n though

I know they want to see me fall look where I am though

On two feet that's where I stand though

I'm a true f**kin' killer like Rambo

No ammo they see me on the Sanyo

N***a I just kill 'em 'cause I can thought

Bryson Tiller：

Talkin' bout I got time now

Okay I see what's on the line now

Oh he let up

B***h let me find out

I might have to turn up I been turnin' s**t upside down

And let's keep it cool I see the fear inside their eyes now

Crunch time think I might have spared his life one time

Focused on another time okay now it's f**kin' time

Forty-five to run it time I fortifie my run time

That's why the flee when they saw me come up on the front line

F**k with me seen them shots flyin' over what's wrong now

Revenant I show up there in blood like it's on now

Really tryna see me in my motherf**kin' zone now

Just another day to me but Weeknd on my songs now

They thought they was right they was wrong now

Losses to the biggest bosses in my phone now

Positive I'ma prosper the mental strong now

F**k woah's me goes to me

N***a I'm just sayin'

Bryson Tiller：

This is not this is not a uh

This is not a mother

A motherf**kin' game

This is this is not

This is not this is

This is not

A motherf**kin' game why you playin' boy

I'm just sayin' boy

That's all

God Tiller

Hol'on hol'on hol'on

Hol'on hol'on hol'on hol'on

Hol'on nuh hol'on nuh