"Rage" lyrics

YoungBoy Never Broke Again Lyrics

"Rage"

(Who made this shit?)
(TayTay made the beat)

Tell me you care
That you ain't walkin' out and gon' leave me all lonely
I'm dressed in Supreme, I'm lookin' so clean
That's another reason that these hoes be on me
Hop up in your Bentley, girl
Drivin' crazy like you got all the money
I stay updated, my Balenci', my mama
Buy Benteyaga for my girl, my honey
And I keep it one-hundred

They don't wanna see us ball, no way
I got it dressed up, let it show, that's my business
And they don't love us, no way
I don't care what they say, both days I got paid
You gon' catch me dodgin' these sentence
My love life is a rage

She know that she don't like my new ho, she hold me tight
I like you, what you like?
I know what the people like
I know that she know right, but, she get high, gon' treat me right
I know how to ease her mind, soon as I go up inside

We clean in this bitch (Ooh)
Smack on her ass and I tell her, "You're bad"
Let's lay and watch movies, don't worry 'bout a bag
Turn around for me and just arch your back
Set her hands up, relax, I'ma get it up fast
See, I Fendi my jacket, Givenchy my pants
Let the bitch buy 'em all, she ain't pick out nothin'
Fuck bros, what these hoes do
Just remember what I told you
They gon' hate all back and they supposed to
Laid back watchin' T.V. while I'm sippin' on lean, goin' through my phone too
I just ordered Valentino and brand new Supreme, and she wanted some too

She know that she don't like my new ho, she hold me tight
I like you, what you like?
I know what the people like
I know that she know right, but, she get high, gon' treat me right
I know how to ease her mind, soon as I go up inside (I'm gon' keep it one-hundred)

They don't wanna see us ball, no way
I got it dressed up, let it show, that's my business
And they don't love us, no way
I don't care what they say, both days I got paid
You gon' catch me dodgin' these sentence
My love life is a rage


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