Miss The Rage

Marco produced this bitch Yeah, niggas be talking but they ain't on nothing They need a doctor, call doctor McStuffins We'll drill a nigga, we ain't bluffing No I'm not in to the cuffing No Travis but we get to drumming No turkey I gave that bitch some stuffing Better run down because we out here hunting Gave her some dick, not normal McLovin And I'm not little I'm out here pumping I'm missing the rage, there's gotta be something I'm on her mind, her heart must be jumping And when I'm outside, my music they bumping No ejaculation but I'm coming With the fame I'd rather not rush it I'm bout to turn nothing into something No more discussion I ain't coming for nothing My bro in the back and he's ready to dump it And I got to show her I feel like I'm trunking And shout out to ski mask because he'll get to slumping I barely even try and they say I'm stunting Young trackstar, he get to running He backed out, they saw us gunning These niggas changing like they really bout it I call up some bitches now theyreally fronting And don't say her name, because she bout to bust it But nowadays I just move pack Run up you can get stabbed in the back Bad bitch and it's just Yak Don't want to talk if it's up on a app Triple Zs go take a nap Your mans got down I run up some laps That shorty don't want me she just want my stacks And watch me run it up foot on the gas I just been fucking up these niggas souls Do not test me you never know I'm not shy when I'm having that pole I'm on the scene staying ten toes I'm on the scene staying ten toes I'm on the scene staying ten toes I'm on the scene staying ten toes I'm on the scene staying ten toes