Road Rage ft. Prince Cat-Eyez Lyrics

When you're driven like me

You know no speed

You better move, get up out my way

I'm about to get road rage

When you're driven like me

You know no speed

You better move, get up out my way

I'm about to get road rage

Running red lights, in the fast lane

Can't be stopped 'cause I'm just too fast and

You wanna see me, but you know that you can't and

You tryna get close, but you'll never be what I am

Talking your shit, you're being reckless

Don't forget who the mutha fucking best is

Got my own lane, you be taking exits

Better pump breaks before your shit gets damaged (yea)

When you're driven like me

You know no speed

You better move, get up out my way

I'm about to get road rage

When you're driven like me

You know no speed

You better move, get up out my way

I'm about to get road rage

Bitches just move

Haters just move

Blockers and haters, bitches, mutha fuckahs move

Success is where I'm going

Never see a sign of me taking it slow and

I just don't worry about nobody else's

All I'm concerned with is myself and I

Know for a fact you're loving it

My success, yes, you covet it

I don't care about your whack ass life

You ride passenger, but I'm a driver, bitch

When you're driven like me

You know no speed

You better move, get up out my way

I'm about to get road rage

When you're driven like me

You know no speed

You better move, get up out my way

I'm about to get road rage

Yield motha fuckahs and proceed with caution

You're just playin' chicken so eat my exhaustion

Tailgatin' me, I bust a U'y and swerve

Callin' AAA when you smash into the curb

I'm on my Night Rider while you on your hitchhiker

Shit, I've been known to hop the center divider

PCE vanity plates and the leather paint

A-Game in the fast lane, taking detours

Rolling down my window, throwing middle finger birds

Yelling every fucking shit and bitch related words

Student drivers in the game oh you gassed, don't do it

Believe your own hype is driving under influence

I'm license revoking

Leave your shit smoking

Plus you left the door to your gas cap open

Loren Jamal, Prince Cat, Road Rage

Run you off the road and we make your tires blow, oh

When you're driven like me

You know no speed

You better move, get up out my way

I'm about to get road rage

When you're driven like me

You know no speed

You better move

Get up out my way

(Haters just move)

I'm about to get road rage

When you're driven like me

You know no speed

I'm about to get road rage

When you're driven like me

You know no speed

You better move, get up out my way

I'm about to get road rage

When you're driven like me

You know no speed

You better move, get up out my way

I'm about to get road rage

When you're driven like me

You know no speed

You better move, get up out my way

I'm about to get road rage

When you're driven like me

You know no speed

You better move, get up out my way

I'm about to get

Road rage