Harambe Lyrics

I raised Harambe from the day he was born

He had lived with his momma for the first roughly 20, 21 days

That mother and father had to be petrified

They had to be scared to death

The public around them had to be mortified

Everybody was totally lost because "my God"

They didn't know who he was

This beast had this baby

He was in a situation where

"There's a strange thing here that I don't know what to do... What do I do?

Do-and-and-do I fight it?"

Got to keep it on me

They want me dead like Harambe

Chillin' with your mommy

And we sippin' on that Bombay

Fast car like Jeff Gordon

Hit the gas and she's all on me

Bitch, you know my name, I'm Fuego

Yea, I do it my way

Got to keep it on me

They want me dead like Harambe

Chillin' with your mommy

And we sippin' on that Bombay

Fast car like Jeff Gordon

Hit the gas and she's all on me

Bitch, you know my name, I'm Fuego

Yea, I do it my way

Said I wouldn't come back spittin' like this

Got a car, got a crib, and your momma on my dick

Yea, thought that you could sneak diss, boy, you ain't slick

Yea, I pull up with your girl on my pickle like I'm Rick

She call me "papi" 'cause I shake the room

Pull up at Monte's, know I keep the broom

Why your girl dressed up? I'ma see her soon

And she pull up, get full up, blow me like balloon

Yung Fuego the only to do it like this

While you talking that shit, I'ma blow you a kiss

Some rose gold on my neck, yellow gold on my wrist

And I'm whippin' the foreign like cream in this bitch

I'm slingin' the pizza, I'm makin' the dough

I'm making her sing, I Clay Aiken the hoe

Yo' girl a lil' big, I got bacon to go

And she beg me to stay, I'm escapin' the hoe

He was not mean

He was a gentle little guy

He grew up to be a beautiful, beautiful animal

But he was never aggressive

He was never mean

And I raised two sons and he was no different than they were

Got to keep it on me

They want me dead like Harambe

Chillin' with your mommy

And we sippin' on that Bombay

Fast car like Jeff Gordon

Hit the gas and she's all on me

Bitch, you know my name, I'm Fuego

Yea, I do it my way

Got to keep it on me

They want me dead like Harambe

Chillin' with your mommy

And we sippin' on that Bombay

Fast car like Jeff Gordon

Hit the gas and she's all on me

Bitch, you know my name, I'm Fuego

Yea, I do it my way

Ya saben que yo sólo lo hago así

Estoy con tu mamá y yo la abrí

No supieron mi nombre cuando yo subí

Pero ahora me piden mi firma a mí

Compré todas mis joyas, te las han prestado

Le caigo a la disco bien acicalado

Una cubana en mi cuello, la otra a mi lado

Yo meto el fuego ya se lo he contado

No quiero una bichi, pero se lo metí

Me está arañando como ella fuera Freddie

Sí disfruto su totito, pero ni lo pedí

Todos saben de Yung Fuego, no saben nada de ti

No soy el conejo, pero sí soy malo

Saco una canción y esa ya es un palo

Ya me hice rico, que me llamen "Pablo"

Y a tu puta le gusto, ella me dio follow

Descansa en paz, nuestro príncipe eterno en el cielo, Harambe

Got to keep it on me

They want me dead like Harambe

Chillin' with your mommy

And we sippin' on that Bombay

Fast car like Jeff Gordon

Hit the gas and she's all on me

Bitch, you know my name, I'm Fuego

Yea, I do it my way

Got to keep it on me

They want me dead like Harambe

Chillin' with your mommy

And we sippin' on that Bombay

Fast car like Jeff Gordon

Hit the gas and she's all on me

Bitch, you know my name, I'm Fuego

Yea, I do it my way

Rest in peace, Harambe

Never be forgotten

It's already been five years

We love you

And we know you're looking down on us from above

Yung Fuego's back, bitch

I'ma let this bitch ride out