Paroles de la chanson RAGE! par Lil Skies
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Paroles de la chanson RAGE! par Lil Skies
This shit, I'm finna do
Ayy
This that out your body music
Break down a wall, kick open that door
Walk on the stage and they yell "Encore"
Get the bag and leave in a brand new Porsche
Shorty wan' ride, put the whip in sport
Real big numbers count up like a dork
'Fore a couple bands turn you to a corpse
I've been balling, I don't need a court
I'm tryna go, I'm tryna rage
I'm tryna go, I'm tryna rage
I'm tryna go, I'm tryna rage
I'm tryna go, I'm tryna rage
Give me ya throat, bitch give me ya neck
Ayy
This that out your body music
Break down a wall, kick open that door
Walk on the stage and they yell "Encore"
Get the bag and leave in a brand new Porsche
Shorty wan' ride, put the whip in sport
Real big numbers count up like a dork
'Fore a couple bands turn you to a corpse
I've been balling, I don't need a court
I'm tryna go, I'm tryna rage
I'm tryna go, I'm tryna rage
I'm tryna go, I'm tryna rage
I'm tryna go, I'm tryna rage
Give me ya throat, bitch give me ya neck
Give me ya throat, bitch give me ya neck
I done bossed up, I got me a check
I done bossed up, I got me a check
I got the crowd lit, yeah they jumping
'Fore I go on the stage, smoke a onion
I was just down bad in the dungeon
I feel a heart beat when we fucking
I give 'em pain, you hear the bass
I got them tats right on my face
I see the cops then I escape
Know they be watching, choppa the case
I'm in a drop top with a cutie
Riding through Philly, she asks "Where is Uzi?"
I'm in the top floor, making movies
Your man's in a hot box, that's a hoochie
Wanna go to the telly, she a groupie
Interior all vanilla like a smoothie
I done bossed up, I got me a check
I done bossed up, I got me a check
I got the crowd lit, yeah they jumping
'Fore I go on the stage, smoke a onion
I was just down bad in the dungeon
I feel a heart beat when we fucking
I give 'em pain, you hear the bass
I got them tats right on my face
I see the cops then I escape
Know they be watching, choppa the case
I'm in a drop top with a cutie
Riding through Philly, she asks "Where is Uzi?"
I'm in the top floor, making movies
Your man's in a hot box, that's a hoochie
Wanna go to the telly, she a groupie
Interior all vanilla like a smoothie
Smoking on good runts like a doobie
This a spliff nigga not a loosy
Oh the choppa make him do the cha-cha
Watch the bodies hit the floor
Watch the bodies hit the floor
Watch the bodies hit the floor (Yeah)
I'm tryna punch somebody, yeah
I'm tryna hit up somebody
I'm tryna punch somebody, yeah
I'm tryna hit up somebody (Bow)
I'm tryna punch somebody, yeah
I'm tryna hit up somebody, let's go
I'm tryna punch somebody, yeah
I'm tryna hit up somebody, let's go
I'm tryna punch somebody, yeah
I'm tryna catch me a body, let's go
I'm tryna punch somebody, yeah
This a spliff nigga not a loosy
Oh the choppa make him do the cha-cha
Watch the bodies hit the floor
Watch the bodies hit the floor
Watch the bodies hit the floor (Yeah)
I'm tryna punch somebody, yeah
I'm tryna hit up somebody
I'm tryna punch somebody, yeah
I'm tryna hit up somebody (Bow)
I'm tryna punch somebody, yeah
I'm tryna hit up somebody, let's go
I'm tryna punch somebody, yeah
I'm tryna hit up somebody, let's go
I'm tryna punch somebody, yeah
I'm tryna catch me a body, let's go
I'm tryna punch somebody, yeah
I'm tryna catch me a body, let's go
This that out your body music
Break down a wall, kick open that door
Walk on the stage and they yell "Encore"
Get the bag and leave in a brand new Porsche
Shorty wan' ride, put the whip in sport
Real big numbers count up like a dork
'Fore a couple bands turn you to a corpse
I've been balling, I don't need a court
I'm tryna go, I'm tryna rage
I'm tryna go, I'm tryna rage
I'm tryna go, I'm tryna rage
I'm tryna go, I'm tryna rage
Give me ya throat, bitch give me ya neck
Give me ya throat, bitch give me ya neck
I done bossed up, I got me a check
I done bossed up, I got me a check
This that out your body music
Break down a wall, kick open that door
Walk on the stage and they yell "Encore"
Get the bag and leave in a brand new Porsche
Shorty wan' ride, put the whip in sport
Real big numbers count up like a dork
'Fore a couple bands turn you to a corpse
I've been balling, I don't need a court
I'm tryna go, I'm tryna rage
I'm tryna go, I'm tryna rage
I'm tryna go, I'm tryna rage
I'm tryna go, I'm tryna rage
Give me ya throat, bitch give me ya neck
Give me ya throat, bitch give me ya neck
I done bossed up, I got me a check
I done bossed up, I got me a check
I'm tryna punch somebody, yeah
I'm tryna hit up somebody, let's go
I'm tryna punch somebody, yeah
I'm tryna hit up somebody, let's go
I'm tryna punch somebody, yeah
I'm tryna hit up somebody, let's go
I'm tryna punch somebody, yeah
I'm tryna hit up somebody, let's go
In a wraith, rolling up
Can't see nobody, got curtains
I see it, I like it, I'm splurging
I'm a big boss, dog, I earned it
Hit the dash, you know I'm swerving
Don't @ me, meet in person
I told her to leave this urgent
I did that shit on purpose (Yeah)
Shawty wanna fuck with me
Everything is not what it seems
Tried to let you live out your dreams
Run it up, now you want one
Forget the past, that's done
Living live like the weekend
Karate chop all my demons (Doo-doo-doo, pow)
Get out the way, I feel like Lil Wayne, where my drank?
I feel like Tony Hawk when I skate
I got a plug, met him in the bay
I was down bad just the other day
You ain't hear me out, I still made a way
I keep my faith high when I pray
You niggas ain't got bars, y'all be fake
This off top, no pen, no page
This off smoke no fucking vape
This that take yo' breath away
Everything is not what it seems
Tried to let you live out your dreams
Run it up, now you want one
Forget the past, that's done
Living live like the weekend
Karate chop all my demons (Doo-doo-doo, pow)
Get out the way, I feel like Lil Wayne, where my drank?
I feel like Tony Hawk when I skate
I got a plug, met him in the bay
I was down bad just the other day
You ain't hear me out, I still made a way
I keep my faith high when I pray
You niggas ain't got bars, y'all be fake
This off top, no pen, no page
This off smoke no fucking vape
This that take yo' breath away
This that make the world shake
This that make the earthquake
Real one since my birthday
That fake shit I can't tolerate
I'ma walk right in the crowd and I'ma jump up in this
They did tell me I can't do it but I did it anyway
Bitch, I'm a rockstar, fuck the rules, I make my own anyway
Live in my own world, I can't see you, it's just me in here today (Okay)
Okay
I'm tryna rage
I'm tryna go, I'm tryna rage
I'm tryna go, I'm tryna rage
I'm tryna go, I'm tryna rage
This that make the earthquake
Real one since my birthday
That fake shit I can't tolerate
I'ma walk right in the crowd and I'ma jump up in this
They did tell me I can't do it but I did it anyway
Bitch, I'm a rockstar, fuck the rules, I make my own anyway
Live in my own world, I can't see you, it's just me in here today (Okay)
Okay
I'm tryna rage
I'm tryna go, I'm tryna rage
I'm tryna go, I'm tryna rage
I'm tryna go, I'm tryna rage
I'm tryna go, I'm tryna rage
I'm tryna go, I'm tryna rage
Okay
I'm tryna go, I'm tryna rage
Okay
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