RAGE Lyrics

Automatic guns on you niggas I spray

Yeah!

Bitch nigga mad I get paid everyday

Yeah!

Stacking my dollar I stay out the way

Why these niggas don't like me

I GOT!

Three bad bitches they waiting for me whenever I fly to LA

Bitch im heavy!

I am a motherfucking Stepper No you stepping on me

Send 'em to heaven

I can't be playing with niggas

All of them days I was broke Bitch aint help me

Everyday ride with the G-lock

Had to go throw back

Iced out G-shock

You niggas can't fuck with me and I know

Hop in that Rarri im speeding through traffic like

GO!

GO!

GO!

GO!(Go that bitch go)

That bitch

GO!

GO!

GO!

GO!(Go that bitch go)

GO!

GO!

GO!

GO!(Go that bitch go)

GO!

GO!(Go that bitch)

GO!

GO!

I pull up I rock out the show now these bitches they wanna come fuck backstage

Say she wanna fuck with a rockstar

I pull up Rarri that bitch go rage

I hit it I hit from the back now she calling my phone say I dislocated

Like Baby what wrong with you

Can't sip the wok so motherfuckign sell it

Told her bend over put dick in her belly

Can't talk on phones but I'll talk on the Tele

Bitch im busy im up in the kitchen im whipping up dope man I know you can smell it

Last nigga play with me

Put his ass up

Now his bitch ass is a memory!

GO!

GO!

GO!

GO!(Go that bitch go)

That bitch

GO!

GO!

GO!

GO!(Go that bitch go)

GO!

GO!

GO!

GO!(Go that bitch go)

GO!

GO!(Go that bitch)

GO!

Go That bitch go!