"Raging Love" lyrics
(Haha, niggas crazy) Mhm
(I'm with you-, yeah) Ha-ha, yeah
(I'm with young Ahmad in this bitch, man) It's a beautiful day today, yeah
It's a beautiful day today
It's a beautiful day, baby, let's go
Stop fakin' (You better stop fakin'), you better stop fakin' (Pussy, bitch)
Stop flakin' (What?), baby, stop all that flakin' (Flakin')
Stop playin' (Say what?), pussy nigga, you better stop playin', yeah
Stop playin' (What? Eugh), pussy nigga, you better stop playin', yeah
I'm on the phone with Jay (What?), shoutout Opm Babi (Let's go, slatt)
I'm YVL today (Yeah)
I got a bad bitch, YSL, she tatted her face (Say what?)
I'm on the phone with Peewee (Woo), he told me that I'm the greatest (Yeah), yeah (What? What?)
Boy, you'll get smoked like paper, leaves (Like paper, leaves)
Killin' your brother on a hike, then leave (Leave)
I dance in that pussy, I feel like Tisa' (Ayy)
Got so many bitches, I'm paintin' their teeth
I love you, love you for life (Woo)
You're so pretty, bitch, come and be my wife (What?)
Come and spend the night (What?), come and spend the night (Let's go)
Smokin' on your favorite rapper, he got me high (What?)
Stop fakin' (You better stop fakin'), you better stop fakin' (Pussy, bitch)
Stop fakin' (What?), baby, stop all that fakin' (Fakin')
Stop playin' (Say what?), pussy nigga, you better stop playin', yeah (Ah, yeah)
Stop playin' (What? Eugh), pussy nigga, you better stop playin', yeah (Hold up, let's go)
Yeah, yeah (Let's go, hey, shawty)
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah (I put that on my family)
Yeah, yeah (Put that on my life and I mean it)
Yeah, yeah (That's cash, cash)
Yeah
You can ask your mama and your dad
And the bitch got a fatty, I told the ho to go
Lil' Nine in this bitch, let's go
Ooh, I'm still yearning
To hold you tight
Ooh, I'm still yearning
To hold you tight
Dry, mi ah desert him
Nuh time to have you lurkin'
Him ah go act like he nuh like it
You know I dealt with you the nicest
Nuh body touch me, you nuh righteous
Nuh badda, text me in a crisis
I believed all of your dreams, adoration
You took my heart and my keys and my patience
(I'm with you-, yeah) Ha-ha, yeah
(I'm with young Ahmad in this bitch, man) It's a beautiful day today, yeah
It's a beautiful day today
It's a beautiful day, baby, let's go
Stop fakin' (You better stop fakin'), you better stop fakin' (Pussy, bitch)
Stop flakin' (What?), baby, stop all that flakin' (Flakin')
Stop playin' (Say what?), pussy nigga, you better stop playin', yeah
Stop playin' (What? Eugh), pussy nigga, you better stop playin', yeah
I'm on the phone with Jay (What?), shoutout Opm Babi (Let's go, slatt)
I'm YVL today (Yeah)
I got a bad bitch, YSL, she tatted her face (Say what?)
I'm on the phone with Peewee (Woo), he told me that I'm the greatest (Yeah), yeah (What? What?)
Boy, you'll get smoked like paper, leaves (Like paper, leaves)
Killin' your brother on a hike, then leave (Leave)
I dance in that pussy, I feel like Tisa' (Ayy)
Got so many bitches, I'm paintin' their teeth
I love you, love you for life (Woo)
You're so pretty, bitch, come and be my wife (What?)
Come and spend the night (What?), come and spend the night (Let's go)
Smokin' on your favorite rapper, he got me high (What?)
Stop fakin' (You better stop fakin'), you better stop fakin' (Pussy, bitch)
Stop fakin' (What?), baby, stop all that fakin' (Fakin')
Stop playin' (Say what?), pussy nigga, you better stop playin', yeah (Ah, yeah)
Stop playin' (What? Eugh), pussy nigga, you better stop playin', yeah (Hold up, let's go)
Yeah, yeah (Let's go, hey, shawty)
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah (I put that on my family)
Yeah, yeah (Put that on my life and I mean it)
Yeah, yeah (That's cash, cash)
Yeah
You can ask your mama and your dad
And the bitch got a fatty, I told the ho to go
Lil' Nine in this bitch, let's go
Ooh, I'm still yearning
To hold you tight
Ooh, I'm still yearning
To hold you tight
Dry, mi ah desert him
Nuh time to have you lurkin'
Him ah go act like he nuh like it
You know I dealt with you the nicest
Nuh body touch me, you nuh righteous
Nuh badda, text me in a crisis
I believed all of your dreams, adoration
You took my heart and my keys and my patience
Writer(s): Trey Echols
