Rage Lyrics

Try Mike

Try Mike

Try Mike one, two, te, ta

Gun man say scope pon mi glock

Pull up let the shit come back

Try Mike

Try Mike

Try Mike one, two, te, ta

Gun man say scope pon mi glock

Pull up let the shit come back

April se me de ne ka, Sad boys on the road mee ba

Big stick going Fa fa fa,Big drill like Asakaa,(penww)

Them bills got paid to the bank, thick yay gotta move the racks, Lambo truck red seats in the back, Hit them up uptown like a fox

Can't compare me to a thot how much do you have I said a lot

Drop the banger check out the mobb

Shake of the demon pray to Allah

Met Karima she at dakar

Where's the zaza, is in the car

He be playing like a guitar, that mind on molly gon get you a scar

That mind on molly gon get you a scar

Shit hitz like Mike when you in your car

Run them up keep busting my fire

Tell the UK king I'm a star

Repertoire I'm raising the bar

Escoba cigar, uma send king sark

Low riders painted dark, pull up,on the block, and spin on the opp

No ly I'm chasing racks, Gotta push album straight to the top

Real shit we really don't cap, if you touch my chain uma take your watch

Ain't sipping on beer or scotch(skach)

Ain't tripping cos some nigga rat on thug

Push up to the apex, flush my Jaagon for the papers, lock myself up to be safest

Had to stay far away far from my haters

Double Cc, we on the Radar

Soak in the vibe, like you a Ranger

First lil girl, I'm naming Carla, cause I'm the father and you can't say Nada

Try Mike

Try Mike

Try Mike one, two, te, ta

Gun man say scope pon mi glock

Pull up let the shit come back

Try Mike

Try Mike

Try Mike one, two, te, ta

Gun man say scope pon mi glock

Pull up let the shit come back

April se me de ne ka, Sad boys on the road mee ba

Big stick going Fa fa fa,Big drill like Asakaa,(penww)

Them bills got paid to the bank, thick yay gotta move the racks, Lambo truck red seats in the back, Hit them up uptown like a fox

Try Mike

Try Mike

Try Mike one, two, te, ta

Gun man say scope pon mi glock

Pull up let the shit come back

Try Mike

Try Mike

Try Mike one, two, te, ta

Gun man say scope pon mi glock

Pull up let the shit come back

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