RAGE (feat. Calico Jack)
Hey, I got back to work
And my bag ain't gonna fill itself up, I need to work
I was with my brothers by the church you know we serve da work
And I know that bitch a treesh, she like poppin off a perc
The drugs gon put me in a hearse
I been outchea workin
My demons outchea lurking
She said pick a side I can't decide if you worth it
I been all up in her mind I know she mine, come and serve it
The drink got me alive, find me roaming on the surface
What do you want
What do you need
Bitch ass nigga ain't got no drip, ain't got no fuckin team
How dare you compare yourself to me lil boy you ain't nothing like me (Huh)
Bitch ass nigga mad bout his hoe but he know that bitch for the streets (Huh)
Boy you sad ass shit, huh
Boy that couldn't be me no
I had to up that glock and delete that pussy ass nigga tried to press me
I do not have any opps and if I do then they not making any moves
Bitch i been in my groove
I've been on my level really trynna let loose
Ye ye
While all you niggas be making assumptions, me and all my niggas be making the guap
I swear to God, I cannot trust these niggas, they be like New ERA, they cappin' a lot
I got myself a new bitch, and, she's like a pot on the stove, my bitch is so hot
If I come across your girl, I swear imma pipe her, whether you like it or not
Swear to God, swear to God I am the best in this shit
Imma cut you off like a fucking edit
I think you need diapers 'cause you've been talking shit
You said you're the best, wait I until I come in
(Hold up, wait)
All my niggas got my back, they with me everywhere I go
Man I fucked your bitch
When was that
Boutta week ago
Like a conflux, my nigga, I got many flows
Man I love all my niggas (what?)
No homo tho
I'm chasing the paper, I'm trynna get dough (Cash)
Man just like a baker, I'm trynna get dough (Cash)
I just met the bitch, imma pipe then I'll go
I'm not into farming, I don't need a hoe
Man I be low key, I do things on the low
You trynna link up, don't you know that's a no (No no)
Y'all niggas my kids, y'all know I'm a goat
And my bag ain't gonna fill itself up, I need to work
I was with my brothers by the church you know we serve da work
And I know that bitch a treesh, she like poppin off a perc
The drugs gon put me in a hearse
I been outchea workin
My demons outchea lurking
She said pick a side I can't decide if you worth it
I been all up in her mind I know she mine, come and serve it
The drink got me alive, find me roaming on the surface
What do you want
What do you need
Bitch ass nigga ain't got no drip, ain't got no fuckin team
How dare you compare yourself to me lil boy you ain't nothing like me (Huh)
Bitch ass nigga mad bout his hoe but he know that bitch for the streets (Huh)
Boy you sad ass shit, huh
Boy that couldn't be me no
I had to up that glock and delete that pussy ass nigga tried to press me
I do not have any opps and if I do then they not making any moves
Bitch i been in my groove
I've been on my level really trynna let loose
Ye ye
While all you niggas be making assumptions, me and all my niggas be making the guap
I swear to God, I cannot trust these niggas, they be like New ERA, they cappin' a lot
I got myself a new bitch, and, she's like a pot on the stove, my bitch is so hot
If I come across your girl, I swear imma pipe her, whether you like it or not
Swear to God, swear to God I am the best in this shit
Imma cut you off like a fucking edit
I think you need diapers 'cause you've been talking shit
You said you're the best, wait I until I come in
(Hold up, wait)
All my niggas got my back, they with me everywhere I go
Man I fucked your bitch
When was that
Boutta week ago
Like a conflux, my nigga, I got many flows
Man I love all my niggas (what?)
No homo tho
I'm chasing the paper, I'm trynna get dough (Cash)
Man just like a baker, I'm trynna get dough (Cash)
I just met the bitch, imma pipe then I'll go
I'm not into farming, I don't need a hoe
Man I be low key, I do things on the low
You trynna link up, don't you know that's a no (No no)
Y'all niggas my kids, y'all know I'm a goat
Credits
Writer(s): Keoni Ferrão
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