[Lyric] RAGE (RPGWOK)

Aye aye hop up out tha cut with that big ole choppa is gone knock sum. That nigga running with his strap like his ass done popped sum. All my niggas with tha shii swear to god we gone drop sum. 2 dracs 2ks fuck around we gone wipe sum. All these stick in my hand swear to god we bout a band out Nigga think he pussy swear to god ain’t no hand out jit to hot swear to go they gone have to bring the fans out up tha stick Betta blow swear to god you gettin ran down gotcha bitch she a freak tryna fuck n pull my pants down Lul wok hit it raw swear to god he get a smackdown. An it’s crazy how my enemies they turnt into my fans now . An yo bitch all on my dick n she post it on tha gram now an you say you my bruddah you ain’t neva did tha struggle call lil keshinn that’s my nigga man we take jus Like a huddle. If he run up on tha wok buss his head jus like a bubble ,nigga Rell he a bitch he’ll snitch if he in trouble I been calm I been down swear to god I had to relax nigga say they on are level but them bitches ain’t we’re we at Told them crackas free lil kasoo tol dim niggas better back track if a nigga run up wrong pull da Draco out da backpack. I been gone for a while now I’m back pussy nigga if a nigga run up wrong hit his ass wit dese triggers all my niggas come in tach like he countin 6 figures We was down bad pocket pokets just like sum splinters ,aye pull up on ‘‘em in a scat fuck a scat pack all my niggas come attached wit a backpack tell my bitch coi leray bend it Ova lemme smack dat .nigga talkin down on his like SnapBack. Pull da pistol on da plug ask that nigga we’re da racks at . In tha kitchen cookin up work my wrist jus like a laborat and plug from Dubai ima ask em we’re dem rags at an we playin 2k make that motherfucka lag back. hop up out tha cut with that big ole choppa is gone knock sum. That nigga running with his strap like his ass done popped sum. All my niggas with tha shii swear to god we gone drop sum. 2 dracs 2ks fuck around we gone wipe sum. All these stick in my hand swear to god we bout a band out Nigga think he pussy swear to god ain’t no hand out jit to hot swear to god they gone have to bring the fans out up tha stick Betta blow swear to god you gettin ran down