Young Thug - Road Rage Lyrics

Lyrics Road Rage - Young Thug



Tyre, it's a tyre, it's a tyre...
Hopscotchin' through the street, I'm tryin' not to fall
She pray to God I make it home before tomorrow morn
I'm tryna tell her to pick a Rollie but she don't care at all
I'm carin' 'bout my drink, my portion's what I'm 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, I'm tryin' my best to stay spiffy, yeah
See the pussies on the sideline wishin' that I fall
Pull the skeletons out the closet, I'm 'bout to tell it all
Just want my money, my hoes and all my kids to ball
I'm road-raging to the millions if I have to crawl
I'm road-raging to the millions if I have to crawl, oh yeah
I'm road-raging to the millions if I have to crawl
Every timе they call in, young nigga ballin'
I went from tellin' thеm to try me to callin' shots
And I wanna know what's on your mind, what you thinkin' 'bout
And I wanna know if I can change it, let's 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, I'm 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, it's the blackened one
I got shows way in Hong Kong, I'm the chosen one
You frozen tongue, you won't say it twice
I'll greet you with a gun, nigga
See the pussies on the sideline wishin' that I fall
Pull the skeletons out the closet, I'm 'bout to tell it all
Just want my money, my hoes and all my kids to ball
I'm road-raging to the millions if I have to crawl
Yeah, I'm road-raging to the millions if I have to crawl, oh yeah
I'm road-raging to the millions if I have to crawl



Writer(s): Jeffery Lamar Williams, Taurus Bucy Jr Currie, Taurus


Young Thug - Punk
Album Punk
date of release
15-10-2021




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