Road Rage Lyrics by Young Thug is the latest English song from “Punk”. The lyrics were written by prodbysmo, Taurus, Young Thug while the song is produced by prodbysmo, Taurus.
“Road Rage” Track Info:
| Song | Road Rage |
| Album | Punk |
| Singer | Young Thug |
| Produced By | prodbysmo, Taurus |
| Lyrics | prodbysmo, Taurus, Young Thug |
Road Rage Lyrics
Taurus!
Hopscotchin’ Through The Street
I’m Trying Not To Fall
She Pray To God That I Make It Home
Before Tomorrow Morning
I’m Tryna Tell Her To Pick A Rollie
But She Don’t Care At All
Don’t Care Nothing About My Drank
My Portion’s What I’m Coming For
I Been Keeping Up With My City
High Performance On My Jacket
Rolls Royce Truck For Extra Fifty
Just In Case I Run Into Her
I’m Trying My Best To Stay Spiffy, Yeah!
See The Pu**ies On The Sideline Wishin’ That I Fall
Pull The Skeletons Out The Closet, I’m About 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
Evеry Time They Call In, Young N*g** Ballin’
I Went From Tеllin’ Them To Try Me To Callin’ Shots
And I Wanna Know What’s On Your Mind
What You Thinking About
And I Wanna Know If I Can Change It, Let’s Take You Out
Private Flight To France, Such A Change In Trends
I Bought Her A Richard, Now She Dance
Like Ants In Her Pants
Red And White Diamonds On My Mans, He A Ambulance
Half A Million To My Dad, Salad Dressing, Bought A Ranch
He Said His Last Two Weeks Been Busy, I’m Moving In
I Told My Mom Look Out Her Window, To Another Benz
She Took Nine Shots Of Patron, 50 Cent
I Bent The Corner And Seen My Bros Getting Rich
Signed Another Check For A Couple Million On A Jet
Swear To God, 2006, My Sickest Dream Was Buyin’ A ‘Vette
Bought That S**t And Then I Wrecked
And Then I Copped Another One
Smoked Forty-One, This Your Last Batch
And I Got More To Come
Getting Them Bales Up By The Metric Ton
Hit Up Feds Or Something
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, N*g**
See The Pu**ies On The Sideline Wishin’ That I Fall
Pull The Skeletons Out The Closet
I’m About 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