Takeoff - Letchu Know (feat. Slim Boi D, Drizzy Cizzy, Lil Shmo & Yung Kite) lyrics

[Intro : Rambo Gotti] Ain't no drought Ain't no drought Spray you in yo mouth Shoot you in house yea yea yea [Verse 1 : Rambo Gotti] Never had a girl cause I was always busy Nowadays i round i ride around in my two four fifty Never had that job but I always had that work If you gon diss me its gon take more then dirt Rambo had hoes but i had to let em know Girl you only hear for one night and nothing'mo I just f**ed up my trues gotta hit the sto Always got my pole so you best not try me hoe Could play ball, ballin' like Vick (ballin' like Vick) Stopped hittin players started hittin licks People pop up like some f**in zits But when you ain't nun they treat you like sh** Stick and im movin', movin' side to side (aye aye) And big body and your girl love to ride Why yall keep buggin acting like some f**ing flies Gotta get that raid spray till yall f**ing die Yea i came from nothin' but im tryna make it out Dont try to pop up where was yall when sh** was going south? Thats why im quiet i don't even up my mouth Now im grindin tryna make sure theres no f**in drought [Hook: Rambo Gotti] Yea we use to talk you needa let it go Came in with the forty hadda let it blow Never catching feelings thought i'd letchu know Been jumped off the porch like Geronimo [Verse 2: Slim Boi D] All my n***as balling they be shootin like the heat n***a i ain't talking basketball im talking bout that piece Imma pull up on a n***a flippin medicine that lean I got foreign to the goop talking straight promethazine Slim boi with hoes, man you know that n***a nice n***as gettin so damn high sippin on that dirty sprite n***as gettin high taking flight just like a kite Droppin tracks in the studio we do this every night Slim Boi D that n***a droppin' bars on the track Imma mix match designer homie you know i dont match Gettin top from a thot SBD he a man , and im tryna get These bands so might pull up to the trap Gotta get that money so i put it in a mattress Shoutout Drizzy Cizzy got the pistol he gon pack it Gettin all this money man you know I had to stack it Countin all this twenties man you know that that's a habit (yea yea) [Verse 3: Drizzy Cizzy] Ever since a youngin' I was roamin round the streets I was dead broke I ain't have money to eat I remember havin n***as ask me "20 for a lease" Now I got them same n***as giving me a f**in beat I ain't care bout a n***a unless, he talking green n***as say the f**ing riding till sh** be gettin steep You know how I'm rocking yo b**h she give me sloppy No Ricky b**h I'm Bobby Rambo with a thottie (yo b**h she call me bobby) [Hook: Rambo Gotti] Yea we use to talk you needa let it go Came in with the forty hadda let it blow Never catching feelings thought i'd letchu know Been jumped off the porch like Geronimo [Bridge: Rambo Gotti] Keep on playin' imma have to f**in blow Come on baby yea I got that f**in blow Got a beamer truck I don't want no Rove And you know I just poured me up a four [Verse 4 : Lil Shmo] Ridin' round the city with my children Mac and Nina And I know that b**h a baddie man I think that girl Latina I been servin' all this white like a f**ing country singer Throwing up b's just dont try to catch a stinger My ex when she left said she movin' on to better things But I been on the come up so i know she gon remember me I gotta keep on going till my pockets stay forever green Got this rollie on my wrist and it just looks so heavenly Siamese twins how i hold that money close And time is really money so I got no time for hoes I remember reading books and now they got me booking shows I forget a lotta sh** but I will not forget my bros ( thats my team yeaa)