Vanish Mode

[00:03.17] Uh
[00:06.46] Uh
[00:09.52] Uh-uh-uh-uh
[00:10.75] (Damn, Rage, you goin' crazy)
[00:11.83] Uh
[00:13.36] Uh
[00:13.88] Put the trenches on my shoulders, threw the hood up on my back
[00:17.49] She like, "These kids keep on gettin' killed," I promised my mama I ain't gon' lack
[00:20.89] I keep 'bout fifty stuffed in this Glock, bitch, we got shots and we got straps
[00:24.32] I hate a bitch that have my cell phone number 'cause these hoes be gnats
[00:27.86] The way this chopper get to twitchin' bitch look like it's special ed
[00:31.21] I fap niggas down with this stick if you want a hat aim at his head
[00:34.70] I don't just fuck and give hoes dick, poke out ya lips I want some head
[00:38.06] This Glock needa learn how to walk I just went bought this ho a leg
[00:41.46] I pray death upon my opps, I catch me one he know he dead
[00:44.89] I was gon' shoot out the whip, might hop out, walk 'em down instead
[00:48.47] Thought he was a shotter 'til them shots rang an tore up his dreads (damn, Rage, you goin' crazy)
[00:51.85] We the reason them switches hot, bitch, free my brother out them feds
[00:55.24] Put the trenches on my shoulders, threw the hood up on my back
[00:58.58] She like, "These kids keep on gettin' killed," I promised my mama I ain't gon' lack
[01:01.97] I keep 'bout fifty stuffed in this Glock, bitch, we got shots and we got straps
[01:05.46] I hate a bitch that have my cell phone number 'cause these hoes be gnats
[01:08.90] I hate a bitch that have my number I can't give a hoe receipts
[01:12.36] I only text hoes in vanish mode, you screenshot me, bitch, I'ma see
[01:15.65] I fucked you on the first night, bitch, how you goin' talk down on me
[01:19.16] Clean that little pussy with some wipes, lil' ho, you triflin' for the streets
[01:22.69] I met this one little bitch in Texas she ate dick 'til I was soft
[01:26.03] I tried to move that ho little head I had to push her to get her off
[01:29.49] I went bullet-proof the whips move around the city like I'm Dolph (damn, Rage, you goin' crazy)
[01:32.97] I don't do payments ain't shit rented everything you see with me I bought
[01:36.37] Put the trenches on my shoulders, threw the hood up on my back
[01:39.81] She like, "These kids keep on gettin' killed," I promised my mama I ain't gon' lack
[01:43.06] I keep 'bout fifty stuffed in this Glock, bitch, we got shots and we got straps
[01:46.63] I hate a bitch that have my cell phone number 'cause these hoes be gnats