Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Road Rage, artist - Young Thug. Date of issue: 14.10.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Road Rage |
| Hopscotchin' through the street, I’m tryin' not to fall\nShe pray to God I make it home before tomorrow mornin'\nI’m tryna tell her to pick a Rollie but she don’t care at all\nI’m carin' 'bout my drank, my portion’s what I’m comin' for\nI been keepin' up with my city\nHigh performance on my jacket, Rolls Royce truck for extra fifty\nJust incase I run into her, I’m tryin' my best to stay spiffy, yeah\nSee the pussies on the sideline wishin' that I fall\nPull the skeletons out the closet, I’m 'bout to tell it all\nJust want my money, my hoes and all my kids to ball\nI’m road raging to the millions if I have to crawl\nYeah, I’m road raging to the millions if I have to crawl, oh yeah\nI’m road raging to the millions if I have to crawl\nEvery time they call in, a young nigga ballin'\nI went from tellin' them to try me to callin' shots\nAnd I wanna know what’s on your mind, what you thinkin' 'bout\nAnd I wanna know if I can change it, let’s take you out\nPrivate flight to France, such a change in trance\nI bought her a Richard, now she dance like ants in her pants\nRed and white diamonds on my mans, he an ambulance\nHalf a million to my dad, salad dressing, bought a ranch\nHe said his last two weeks been busy, I’m movin' in\nI told my mom look out her window to another Benz\nShe took nine shots of Patron, 50 Cent\nI bent the corner and seen my bros gettin' rich\nSigned another check for a couple million on a jet\nSwear to God, 2006, my sixth dream was buyin' a 'vette\nBought that shit and then I wrecked and then I copped another one\nSmoked forty-one, this your last batch and I got more to come\nGettin' them bails up by the metric ton, hit up feds or somethin'\nBought a Bentley with a credit card, it’s the blackened one\nI got shows way in Hong Kong, I’m the chosen one\nYou frozen tongue, you won’t say it twice, I’ll great you with a gun, nigga\nSee the pussies on the sideline wishin' that I fall\nPull the skeletons out the closet, I’m 'bout to tell it all\nJust want my money, my hoes and all my kids to ball\nI’m road raging to the millions if I have to crawl\nYeah, I’m road raging to the millions if I have to crawl, oh yeah\nI’m road raging to the millions if I have to crawl |