(I-I) On 5 She keep suckin' that dick like she want somethin' Turn her on like she got a lil' ho button (I-I'm working on dying, BNYX) She keep suckin' that dick like she want somethin' Turn her on like she got a lil' ho button Why she fuckin' me back like a ho or somethin'? Hit my phone and they talkin' 'bout a war or somethin' Aye, Rage (Aye, Rage) Is we finna get paid? Aye, Rage (Aye, Rage) Brand new whip like a slave, aye, Rage (Aye, Rage) We not worried 'bout Jace!, aye, Rage (No way) We not worried 'bout Jace! In the big 5 Ain't no smoke but right now you the other side We not worried 'bout Max, his artists dry It's a plaqueboy pack, we gon' start a fire How a nigga want smoke with the startin' five I told Rage: I'ma throw it in overdrive If my nigga your rage, it's my rage too If he shitted on Blue, I got played too See this niggas get rich, I got paid too Got on too many chains like a slave too I don't care what they say but I really do If 3B on your team, it's a W Best believe what they say, that shit all true I can make this bitch jump like a kangaroo I can make this bitch jump like Nike pump Go to war with 3B now you lookin' dumb I can make this bitch jump like a spring do When I let this bitch bump it gon' sting too I could execute shit like a king do If they wanted to win, why they bring you? I'ma let this bitch spray like some Sheen do High pitch with the stick, this bitch sing too I ain't move with one blick, I'ma bring two Double down in some Rick and CELINE too Is we finna get paid? Aye, Rage (Aye, Rage) Got some shit for they brain, aye, Rage (Aye, Rage) I got permanent stain, aye, Rage (Aye, Rage) I'm in love with the game, aye, Rage Aye, Rage YRG5, he get slayed Finna twist up their arm like a braid Buck, buck, I ain't runnin' no fade Buck, buck, buck, he get shot down Buck, buck, buck, that's a lot of rounds (Brrt) Top opp, boy, he a top clown Top opp, tighten up, get Lego boxed down Buck, buck, buck (Bow) Buck, buck, nigga get fucked up, bow Buck, buck, buck, then he touched up, bow