Rage Lyrics

I be making money way too fast

I can't count that shit

I be running straight to them bands

Bitch I'm gone get rich

Glockie keep it straight in my hands

Im gone pop that shit

Send my troopers straight to yo land

They gone kill you bitch

Yeah, they gone get you

All of my niggas official

Wipe his nose no tissue

Beat his ass, then change his dental

Fucking his bitch, did that in the rental

Toting my stick, I'm loving my pistol

Gun on my hip

Lil bro I might shoot you

Bad ass bitch, she told me be gentle

Yeah, she told me be gentle

I don't know what you mean

Keep a glock with a beam

Got this money all on me

I was always good at math

Now a nigga counting bags

Always knew I would do that

Drop a bag on his head

Cause that nigga speakin crazy

He a capper he fugazi

Niggas goofy niggas lazy

Tryna get rich like i'm Jay Z

Niggas cannot fuck with me on god

Catch a nigga lacking

Now he kicking shit with god

I been paper chasing

Nigga that's my only job

Hit him with that chopper

Then that nigga start to freeze up

Fucking on that bitch

I told her get down on your knees

Niggas talking shit

So I hit him with repeaters

Yeah, like it's Red Dead

Hit him with repeaters

She give good head

Tell that bitch I need her yeah

I might fuck that bitch

But you know Ima leave her

We tote glocks and sticks

Man you know you can't beat us