RAGE
Hey
Move, bitch, I'm tryna rage
Tryna rage, Tryna rage
Hey
Move, bitch, I'm tryna rage
Tryna rage, bitch I'm tryna, what?
Hey, move, bitch, I'm tryna rage
If you ain't come to party get the fuck up out my way
Hey, yeah, I'm pouring out the ace
Ten bad bitches and they all throwing cake
Hey, move, bitch, I'm tryna rage
If you ain't come to party get the fuck up out my way
Hey, yeah, I'm pouring out the ace
Ten bad bitches and they all throwing cake
Ayy, yeah, it's crazy how we coming
Pockets full of hundreds I can blow it if I wanted
It's depending on the schedule if I make an appearance
And if they ain't talking money I don't even wanna hear it
Tell them, run the card, run it, run the card though
I got five shorties shaking ass in the Tahoe
Where the bar, where the, where the bar though?
Better have them bottles ready
Bitch, I'm tryna pop those
Money coming in quick I feel like Pablo
Paint a shorty with my dick like I'm Picasso
Get the bag then we dip, that's the motto
I'm on some bullshit with some bitches from Chicago
Hey, move, bitch, I'm tryna rage
If you ain't come to party get the fuck up out my way
Hey, yeah, I'm pouring out the ace
Ten bad bitches and they all throwing cake
Hey, move, bitch, I'm tryna rage
If you ain't come to party get the fuck up out my way
Hey, yeah, I'm pouring out the ace
Ten bad bitches and they all throwing cake
Okay, she a pretty little dime piece
Shorty know what time it is
I don't need a time piece (nah)
Chrome hearts on my jeans
She was throwing cake so i took her back to my suite (woo)
I gave her icing, she like how I sing
When she saw my chain she said "Damn that looks pricey" (ching)
I know she like me, its no question
If you ain't getting lit, bitch, get up out the section
Hey (hey), move, bitch, I'm tryna rage
If you ain't come to party get the fuck up out my way (ooh, ooh)
Hey (hey), yeah, I'm pouring out the ace
Ten bad bitches and they all throwing cake
Hey (hey), move, bitch, I'm tryna rage
If you ain't come to party get the fuck up out my way (ooh, ooh)
Hey (hey), yeah, I'm pouring out the ace
Ten bad bitches and they all throwing cake
Hey
Move, bitch, I'm tryna rage
Hey
Move, bitch, I'm tryna rage
Move, bitch, I'm tryna rage
Tryna rage, Tryna rage
Hey
Move, bitch, I'm tryna rage
Tryna rage, bitch I'm tryna, what?
Hey, move, bitch, I'm tryna rage
If you ain't come to party get the fuck up out my way
Hey, yeah, I'm pouring out the ace
Ten bad bitches and they all throwing cake
Hey, move, bitch, I'm tryna rage
If you ain't come to party get the fuck up out my way
Hey, yeah, I'm pouring out the ace
Ten bad bitches and they all throwing cake
Ayy, yeah, it's crazy how we coming
Pockets full of hundreds I can blow it if I wanted
It's depending on the schedule if I make an appearance
And if they ain't talking money I don't even wanna hear it
Tell them, run the card, run it, run the card though
I got five shorties shaking ass in the Tahoe
Where the bar, where the, where the bar though?
Better have them bottles ready
Bitch, I'm tryna pop those
Money coming in quick I feel like Pablo
Paint a shorty with my dick like I'm Picasso
Get the bag then we dip, that's the motto
I'm on some bullshit with some bitches from Chicago
Hey, move, bitch, I'm tryna rage
If you ain't come to party get the fuck up out my way
Hey, yeah, I'm pouring out the ace
Ten bad bitches and they all throwing cake
Hey, move, bitch, I'm tryna rage
If you ain't come to party get the fuck up out my way
Hey, yeah, I'm pouring out the ace
Ten bad bitches and they all throwing cake
Okay, she a pretty little dime piece
Shorty know what time it is
I don't need a time piece (nah)
Chrome hearts on my jeans
She was throwing cake so i took her back to my suite (woo)
I gave her icing, she like how I sing
When she saw my chain she said "Damn that looks pricey" (ching)
I know she like me, its no question
If you ain't getting lit, bitch, get up out the section
Hey (hey), move, bitch, I'm tryna rage
If you ain't come to party get the fuck up out my way (ooh, ooh)
Hey (hey), yeah, I'm pouring out the ace
Ten bad bitches and they all throwing cake
Hey (hey), move, bitch, I'm tryna rage
If you ain't come to party get the fuck up out my way (ooh, ooh)
Hey (hey), yeah, I'm pouring out the ace
Ten bad bitches and they all throwing cake
Hey
Move, bitch, I'm tryna rage
Hey
Move, bitch, I'm tryna rage
Credits
Writer(s): Danny Majic, Jacob Greenspan, Blaise Railey, David Alan Schaeman, Arizona Zervas
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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