RAGE! ft. OB Thraxx & 1030Xhris Lyrics

Hah, grra grra, grra grra, grra grra

Grra, grra, grra grra

Hah

Haa, grra, ha, grra grra

Ha, what? What? Grra grra

Grra grra, grra, grraw grraw

Grrt, grra grra

Hmm we in love with the rage (We in love with the rage!)

Give a fuck what they think, got my hand on my heart so I mean what I say

(Give a fuck what they what?)

Ha, tell that bitch get away, okay

Ha, what they did that I didn't, who been on the block

And who was them niggas that ran from the glock (Grra grrah boom!)

Made a nigga bleed, he ain't know that somebody got shot

When it come to me I ain't never back down from no

Huh, I'm on the black top, gotta 100 on me, that lil nigga done passed out

Got 100 round up in the tek, you done messed up bitch I ain't talkin, who's next

I'll slide on my side cause y'all niggas ain't bout it

Oh you feeling the rage oh yeah you excited

Goofy ass boy like why is you trying

You said that you leveled up baby I bossed up next

In the crib with a chop on the window pane

If that nigga act out Ima bring him some pain

I'm detecting a nigga like I'm Bruce Wayne

Dropping everything off like I'm Bruce

Grrt baow, bitch I'm insane

Aye, you feeling me don't you see rain

Yeah, niggas ain't talking the same

We at the top, who is to blame

Choppas on choppas they holding bout 40

Niggas like talking go pray to your lord

Ha! Get to the side nigga you ain't bout nothing

We come alive and the party start (grra bah! Bah!)

What? Thumping, jumping

They know it get lit when we pop in the function

Got my hand on this grip so don't think about fronting (Bah!)

And my niggas came with me, everybody bussing

Glock on my hip and them niggas like talking

Groupie lil boy and we pull out the rocket

You been that main nigga, ain't the same

I keep talkin can't feel my brain

Percs I'm poppin can't feel a thing

Driving lil nigga I'm switching that lane

Millions on me can't feel the flame

I'm that topic can't feel the fame (Grra grra boom!)

When it come to me I always give it all that I got

Like a protagonist I'm really running the plot

Shorty too average I ain't got no love for a thot

I'm up in fashion every time I'm up in the spot

Can't trust in that nigga, that nigga might talk to the cops

He think he my brodie but I keep telling him he not

Ain't talking bout nothing like boy what the hell was you thinking

Ain't keeping no phony around til the moment

I make it, make it, already know Ima make it

The fuck is you saying, already got shorty hooked she been playing (Ayee)

All of my music you thought she was taken

Don't lose your shawty lil nigga don't blink and

If I want it then the kitty I'm spanking

And in a minute she gone feel like she chasing, huh

But don't know what she chasing, look

(Yeah!)

Stop all the cap all you niggas be pussy and rookie

We smoking yo dead like a cookie

Step on him punching on him, niggas dying

Cuz they not with the fighting they using they toolie

Yo bitch want me and I know, she lookin at me

Like my nigga you know she gon choose me

I'm in the city with gang we be riding around

If you stepping you know it's a movie

Running ricky they be lookin like Mickey

Shots fired, body coming in sticky

Keep a chop man I keep me a blicky

Hella money got me looking like diddy

Head shot give em 1 and 60

Stupid bitch always wanna be picky

Leg shot have his ass like Vicky (Okayy)

100 Round man you know I get jiggy

Ha! I'll never lie I can keep it 100 (I'll never lie)

You tell a lie and you know she ain't coming

Yeah it's up for these niggas thinking they compare to me

You a stuck lil nigga thinking she don't care for me

Mm baby bear with me (Mhmm)

In a minute everything is gone be okay

In a minute all these niggas going away

In a minute there'll be nothing left but RAGE

Grra grra, hah what

Grra grra, haah