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Young Thug – Road Rage Lyrics

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Tyre, its a tyre, its a tyre…

Hopscotchin through the street, Im tryin not to fall
She pray to God I make it home before tomorrow morn
Im tryna tell her to pick a Rollie but she dont care at all
Im carin bout my drink, my portions what Im comin for

I been keepin up with my city
High performance on my jacket, Rolls Royce truck for extra 50
Just in case I run into her, Im tryin my best to stay spiffy, yeah

See the pussies on the sideline wishin that I fall
Pull the skeletons out the closet, Im bout to tell it all
Just want my money, my hoes and all my kids to ball
Im road-raging to the millions if I have to crawl
Im road-raging to the millions if I have to crawl, oh yeah
Im road-raging to the millions if I have to crawl

Every tim they call in, young nigga ballin
I went from tellin thm to try me to callin shots
And I wanna know whats on your mind, what you thinkin bout
And I wanna know if I can change it, lets take you out

Private flight to France, such a change in trance
I bought her a Richard, now she dance like ants in her pants
Red and white diamonds on my mans, he an ambulance
Half a million to my dad, salad dressing, bought a ranch

He said his last two weeks been busy, Im movin in
I told my mom look out her window to another Benz
She took nine shots of Patron, 50 Cent
I bent the corner, seen my bros gettin rich

Signed another check for a couple million on a jet
Swear to God, 2006, my sixth dream was buyin a vette
Bought that shit and then I wrecked and then I copped another one
Smoked 41, this your last batch, and I got more to come

Gettin them bails up by the metric ton, hit up feds or somethin
Bought a Bentley with a credit card, its the blackened one
I got shows way in Hong Kong, Im the chosen one
You frozen tongue, you wont say it twice
Ill greet you with a gun, nigga

See the pussies on the sideline wishin that I fall
Pull the skeletons out the closet, Im bout to tell it all
Just want my money, my hoes and all my kids to ball
Im road-raging to the millions if I have to crawl
Yeah, Im road-raging to the millions if I have to crawl, oh yeah
Im road-raging to the millions if I have to crawl

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