Aye Rage Lyrics – Benji Blue Bills

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(I-i) on five
She keep sucking that d!ck like she want something
Turn her on like she got a lil’ ho button
(I-I’m working on dying, bnyx)

She keep sucking that d!ck like she want something
Turn her on like she got a lil’ ho button
Why she fu*king me back like a ho or something?
Hit my phone and they talking ’bout a war or something

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 n!gga want smoke with the starting five
I told rage, “I’ma throw it in overdrive”
If my n!gga your rage, it’s my rage too
If he s*itted on blue, I got played too
See this n!ggas 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 s*it all true
I can make this b!tch jump like a kangaroo
I can make this b!tch jump like nike pump
Go to war with 3b now you looking dumb
I can make this b!tch jump like a spring do
When I let this b!tch bump it gon’ sting too
I could execute s*it like a king do
If they wanted to win, why they bring you?
I’ma let this b!tch spray like some sheen do
High pitch with the stick, this b!tch 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 s*it 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 running 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, n!gga get fu*ked up, bow
Buck, buck, buck, then he touched up, bow