Rage Mønster

I'm getting closer
To these racks, yeah
I'm feeling closer
Can't go back yeah
Yeah
Fuck with my gang
We leave you on read
Ain't talking bout' money
I leave you on red
Sipping this drank
This shit so red, yeah

I'm getting closer
To these racks, yeah
I'm feeling closer
Can't go back yeah
Yeah
Fuck with my gang
We leave you on read
Ain't talking bout' money
I leave you on red
Sipping this drank
This shit so red, yeah

Pop my collar
Stay in your lane
In a black coupe now
Call me Bruce Wayne
I don't fuck with y'all
Ya'll be so lame
Fuck around
Ya' thot get tossed up
Think twice if
You wanna cross us
Big dawg you see me
And I'm sauced up
Big dawg you see me
And I'm sauced up
Got shooters on all of my sides
We gon' die bout this shit, homicide
TVT in this shit till' I die
I'm fucking up racks, ain't reach my prime
They ain't know what it takes to be like this
Hear my song and I bet ya bitch like this
Turnt up in this bitch like a light switch
See me shining can't turn down the brightness
Yeah
I don't want love
Lil bitch I want drugs
It's never enough, ain't kicking my cup
Feel like Sahbabii I pull up with sticks
Fuck with my name
Get slapped like a bitch
Shooting my shot
No I won't miss
Ain't saying no names
You know the gist aye
Ain't saying no names
You know the gist aye

I'm getting closer
To these racks, yeah
I'm feeling closer
Can't go back yeah
Yeah
Fuck with my gang
We leave you on read
Ain't talking bout' money
I leave you on red
Sipping this drank
This shit so red, yeah

I'm getting closer
To these racks, yeah
I'm feeling closer
Can't go back yeah
Yeah
Fuck with my gang
We leave you on read
Ain't talking bout' money
I leave you on red
Sipping this drank
This shit so red, yeah



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Writer(s): Jacob Nielsen
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