Miss The Rage
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[Intro: Trippie Redd]
(I love Trippie Redd)
Haha

[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
I can’t see a damn thing if it ain’t guap (Oh my)
I can’t see a damn thing if it ain’t guap (Oh my God, guap), yeah
They like Stevie (Stevie), they can’t see me (They can’t see me)
They wanna be me (They wanna be me), I’m in that ‘Ghini
Whip my zucchini, water, Fiji (Yeah)
And they need me (Yeah), she wanna please me
‘Cause she needy (Yeah), ho like me, me (Yeah)
Girl like mine (Mine), ho like me, me (Yeah)
Girl like mine, ho like me, me (Yeah)
Girl like mine, ho like me, me (Yeah)
Girl like mine

[Verse 1: Trippie Redd]
No GTA, we shoot at hella ‘copters, monsters
We pull up with sticks and hella choppers (Bah), oppers (Bah)
We don’t fuck with niggas, they the cops (Cops, bitch)
Put my heart and soul into the Glock (Into the Glock)
Bitch, it’s us, never them, you ain’t bad, bitch, I’m Him
You get zapped if it’s static, hear that mac, it go “Pew”
Smoking gas, smell the fumes, man, that ‘Vette, it go “Vroom”
I’m a vet’, lil’ dude, you a pet, do what I say, not what I do (Yeah)
Tell ’em sit, bitch, come here
I just seen some niggas down the block that ain’t from here
Know I got a lot but I need some damn more, yeah
If I catch the opps then I’m uppin’ the damn score, yeah (Bitch)

[Pre-Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Brrah, brrah, brrah, brrah

[Chorus: Trippie Redd & Playboi Carti]
I can’t see a damn thing if it ain’t guap (Oh my)
I can’t see a damn thing if it ain’t guap (Oh my God, guap), yeah
They like Stevie (Stevie), they can’t see me (They can’t see me)
They wanna be me (They wanna be me), I’m in that ‘Ghini
Whip my zucchini, water, Fiji (Yeah)
And they need me (Yeah), she wanna please me (Me)
‘Cause she needy (Yeah), ho like me, me (Yeah)
Girl like mine (Mine), ho like me, me (Yeah)
Girl like mine (She like Carti, mine), ho like me, me (Yeah)
Girl like mine (She like Carti, mine, yeah, yeah, yeah), ho like me, me (Yeah)
Girl like mine (She like Carti, mine)
Ha-ha, no bap

[Verse 2: Playboi Carti]
She like Carti, man I need it
Taste like water (Taste like water), ho I need it
Come get your daughter (Get your daughter), she too greasy
She so meaty, I’m not vegan
I’m gon’ eat it (What, yeah), I bet you I beat it
I put her on a bus (Put her on a bus), I got a seat
I put her on a bus (Put her on a bus), I’ma leave that ho bleedin’
I’ma leave that ho geekin’, have her gone by the weekend
Got too much water, she got me leakin’
She got me leakin’
I’m on the deep end (Yeah, yeah)
I’m on the deep end (Yeah, yeah), yeah
Haha

[Pre-Chorus: Trippie Redd & Playboi Carti]
Brrah, brrah, brrah, brrah (Yeah, yuh, uh)

[Chorus: Trippie Redd & Playboi Carti]
I can’t see a damn thing if it ain’t guap (Oh my)
I can’t see a damn thing if it ain’t guap (Oh my God, guap), yeah (Oh my, yeah)
They like Stevie (Stevie), they can’t see me (They can’t see me)
They wanna be me (They wanna be me), I’m in that ‘Ghini
Whip my zucchini, water, Fiji (Yeah)
And they need me (Yeah), she wanna please me
‘Cause she needy, ho like me, me (Yeah)
Girl like mine (Mine), ho like me, me (Yeah)
Girl like mine, ho like me, me (Yeah)
Girl like mine, ho like me, me (Yeah)
Girl like mine

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