Spike My Rage

Ugh
I dare you nigga haha
Bitch ass
Ya know
I dare you nigga
Somebody gone die in this bitch
Try in this bitch you gone die in this bitch boy

One day I was talking to Lil bavo he like leek you hard
Just stay out the way stay with your strap and you gone beat these odds
My shit on my lap I say of course I ain't gone slip
On god
I'm gone keep on snapping on these tracks
Till I feel it's my time

I won't sign no deal for half of mill
I need like fifty five
That boy need some milk
To help him heal
Before he slip and die
We ain't gone think twice just load up and ride
Grab the Draco leave the nine
Can't stop at the light
I ain't waiting in line
I sat on this money of mine
I add it and make it divide
See really I gotta invest
Get money I hate when I stress
Say you with it I'm never impressed

You could get it best ride with a vest
Especially if you ride with the set
Who is you you is not from the nest
Want the smoke better come with ya best
And we rock out like karaoke
Get to dissin' on the net we leave you very holy
Man free rondo bro gone get us home in hella stolies
Yes I'm clean but I be with a whole bunch of parolees
Said I'm clean but that don't mean this nina still ain't on me

I'm like baby what you tripping bout
Just tryna figure out
I come in the house Bitch lick me down
Stop fussing wit me now
I been chasing gwap for days
So baby take this shit to count

Beefing wit some niggas twice my age
Tryna spike my rage
I ran up more than a couple K
In a couple days
If it's a play we just gone put it in motion
Put her on camera she choking
They know I'm gon get to blammin'
It's really outstanding
We stand over every opponent
I say we stand over every opponent

And we was walking round wit masks
Before we ever heard of corona yea
I was sleeping all in my class
Codeine was taking me over
No I'm not perfect I won't never be
And I be every where you better be
I'm In the trap got my head ina streets
Can't no let no nigga ahead of me
Work too hard gotta leave me a legacy
She a fein without me she a never sleep
I just need me somebody to treasure me
Ain't no possy just got glock be
Right next to me
I fell out with so many bout money
Can't rekindle that shit I don't want it
When he died I was sick to my stomach
Sleep off Percocets I couldn't function ugh
Plus I been clean for two months
SB ride with that beam
He too turnt
I was throwing gang signs with 2 fuks
Me and lil bav pop pills and boot up

We trafficking them bowls from LA
Dead inside my soul can't take much
We give headshots
Temp fades shape ups
Hollow tips Shit sharp like rasors
My bitch got a Blick she don't walk with a taser
I'll pay the lawyer if she gotta blaze one
Can't wait till I see my face on the fader
Bug out on Sway like Kanye
Then don't pay em
Let off them shots so we ain't finna say much
I'm in the trap I ain't taking no pay cut