Woah (Stole the Rage)

Late night, champagne on a Lambo boat
You know how we roll, you know how it go

Drop top, late night, you know how we rollin' with shit
In front of the stage, I run up the money, I'm here for the night
We run up the digits, I get to the bag, so I'm feeling iight

Keep saying she love me, she said that she love me, but she love the ice

Pull up to the show, we turn up the city, I'm here for the hype
Yeah, I'm here for the lights
(Fuck)

(Skurrrr)

Yeah I feel the pressure, cause all of my niggas, they counting on me to step up to the plate
Yeah, I know some niggas that's betting on me to fall down on my face
Yeah, I know some niggas, and I fucked they bitches way back in the day
Yeah, I know some niggas, but I'm by myself in the back of the Wraith

Oh, I meant the Phantom, I want the Cullinan, I want it all
She thought I went league, now she wanna fuck with me, see that I ball
She fucking with me whenever I buy it, no matter the cost
My mother a dentist, these niggas be hating the way that I...

24 want a big body Benz, walk through and I'm covered in Gems
Keep it super she know I'm a star, Bitch I'm balling, I'm breaking the rim
Bitch, I'm steppin', I know I'm the man
Lil bitch say she my number one fan

All blue, big racks, no bands, Bitch, I'm stacking the "divi the dends"
I'm the one, I'm the one, I'm the one, Bitch, I shine like the motherfucking sun
She look up to me, say I'm a God, Heaven sent girl I come from above
She live life no expense, Tell her "baby just give me a chance"

I get bored then we going to France
Bitch, I need all my money advance



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Writer(s): Anthony Doleman
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