World Rage

Ay ah ay

It's that shit like

It's that shit like where you just talkin' shit like

(Go 'head O)

Ayy, I told them **** like, look

Ay, ay (Danny, I see you)

I need twenty for a verse, I need forty for a show

I got bitches gettin' naked, throwin' money on the floor

Big Patek bust down, pussy hatin' 'cause he broke

I ain't never played the bitch, I'm in the game and that's for sure

Claustrophobic, dropped the top, I had to switch lanes

My bitch is crazy, in her purse, she keeps a switchblade

I'm out of town, still wear the chain like I'm Johnny Dang

I make it rain in your city, bring the world rage

Lifestyle on 300, Sparta's how we comin’ (We comin')

Loverboy like I'm McLovin, I got bitches in London

You gon' take a chance and get nothin’

**** fake and be frontin’ (They fake)

Whole crowd lit, fist pumpin’, on the stage, I'm jumpin’ (Jump, jump)

I get cash in abundance, know I made it from my grind

I was waitin' patiently, I knew this shit would take some time

She be sniffin' too much coco, she can't read between the lines

Fell in love with all the hype, now she don't wanna go outside

I bust down the wrist, now my time is full of ice

I bust up my clique, now my **** livin' life

And you are full of shit if you think I would take advice

You were doin' all the wrong to make sure I was never right

Ay, ay

I need twenty for a verse, I need forty for a show

I got bitches gettin' naked, throwin' money on the floor

Big Patek bust down, pussy hatin' 'cause he broke

I ain't never played the bitch, I'm in the game and that's for sure

Claustrophobic, dropped the top, I had to switch lanes

My bitch is crazy, in her purse, she keeps a switchblade

I'm out of town, still wear the chain like I'm Johnny Dang

I make it rain in your city, bring the world rage

Ay, and I can't be tamed, put this shit on replay (Replay)

Run her hand all through my braids, she know I'm the new wave (The wave)

Lately I've been on this chase, dark shades, Blu-Ray (Blu-Ray)

You will never take up my space, I don't care what you say (You say)

I had to run it up

Don't think that you've done enough

I blew up like Mrs. Puff

Now they all wanna fuck with us, and these girls fall in love with us

Like no, no, no, no, no

I gotta let you go, go, go, go, go

For real