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Ragebait

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Ragebait was released on May 28, 2024 by - as a part of the album Ragebait - Single

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

fakemink

Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Tina Temps

Lyrics

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Deer Park

Producer

Lyrics

I-I-I— I-I—

I know these motherfuckers mad at me

Got a sweet tooth, but I ain't got cavities

Say that I bite, but they the ones bitin' me

Yeah, I stand on what I say, man, check the receipts

Get that dick out your mouth, chubby bunny challenge

Yeah, you do too much, you gotta find balance

I'm a fuckin' savage, yeah, I do damage

I ain't lie about a ting, but they've been cappin'

I don’t fuck with anybody, everybody fake

Yeah, they’re so dirty, like the money I make

I ain't finished yet, I'm still masturbatin'

Know I'm the best, man, there's no debatin'

I'm always so chill, like I'm on vacation

But if you wanna fight, man, I'll show you this fade

I'll hit you so hard, you'll remember you're lame

And remember you should stay in your lane

Like napalm, blowin', like napalm, she blowin' on me

'Cause she loving my fragrance

I am not a god, man, I only just make art

Say what I say 'cause I really got a broke heart

Like, I could never die for the fame

Hurts so bad, but I live for the pain

Rather hang from a tree than hang with these lames

I-I-I— I-I—

I know these motherfuckers mad at me

Got a sweet tooth, but I ain't got cavities

Say that I bite, but they the ones bitin' me

Yeah, I stand on what I say, man, check the receipts

Get that dick out your mouth, chubby bunny challenge

Yeah, you do too much, you gotta find balance

I'm a fuckin' savage, yeah, I do damage

I ain't lie about a ting, but they've been cappin'

I don’t fuck with anybody, everybody fake

Yeah, they’re so dirty, like the money I make

I ain't finished yet, I'm still masturbatin'

Know I'm the best, man, there's no debatin'

I'm always so chill, like I'm on vacation

But if you wanna fight, man, I'll show you this fade

I'll hit you so hard, you'll remember you're lame

And remember you should stay in your lane

Like napalm, blowin', like napalm, she blowin' on me

'Cause she loving my fragrance

I am not a god, man, I only just make art

Say what I say 'cause I really got a broke heart

Like, I could never die for the fame

Hurts so bad, but I live for the pain

Rather hang from a tree than hang with these lames

Written by: Tina Temps

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