Rage Freestyle Lyrics

It may not seem like it, but know she a treesh

I'm gettin' my money I'm countin' my green

You silly lil boy, knew that she was for the team

I'm pimpin', I'm stylin' not internet things

Just know up in five years I'm flyin' with wings

It ain't worth it don't let no bitch pull yo strings

I'm comin' up wait let me show you sauce

Ain't talkin' bout shit that you put in the pot

Can't tell you bout some of these scary ass thoughts

I'm boolin' I'm chillin with my nigga Scott

We staying' real healthy ain't sippin' no wok

I got bitches pullin' up, saying I'm hot

Oh beugle, woah

Hold up wait stay right here let me tell you the plot

We gon' grind we gon' chill out with my nigga soss

In about eight to ten years I'll be steering that yacht

I got chains here for days they ain't never gon' rot

You silly lil boy why is you ridin' my cock

I'm a money manager invested in stocks

Girl just come my way I'm liking yo crocs

Speed on the highway can't get caught by cops

Told yo main bitch to come give me some top

And she deliver with all of the slop

Only the real ones will know about WAP

Slimjim 4L we ain't never gon' stop

I be so high I could fuck on yo thot, and she ugly nigga

My songs be real short but I like 'em that way

Shout out my brother man taught me my game

We be the three musketeers beating that case

I love all my niggas at the end of the day