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Maestro Rage

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We finna up it like stock, huh
I got the African rocks, huh
Run up on him he get rocked
I'm at the plat, swishin' my mop
What is yo name, you is a lot
Ain't playin games, you better stop
She like my drip and I'm wearing crocs
Ride in the whip, I'm dropping the top
I can't breathe, huh, my lung icy, huh
Ice on my teeth, huh, why you copy me, huh
I'll pull up on that boy, huh
He said that he want peace, huh
Put that boy in the grease, huh
If he said he want beef, huh

I pull up on that fella, hit 'em with combos, like hella
Stuffin' my pockets with breath like Nutella
I'm with my Tubbies like Tella
I can not walk without Maison Margiela (huh)
Boy, I just cook up the beat, then I ride
She like my music, she say it's a vibe (huh)
I ain't even play like that, black eye
When it get serious, I call up my guys (huh)
Y'all be some cobras, I ain't talkin Kai (snake)
Y'all be some cobras, I ain't talkin Kobe
They said I'm crazy, but don't even know me (snake)
I ain't even trippin' cause I didn't get lonely
They left me out, now they act like we homies (snake)
Put the mask on, now I feel like I'm Tobi
I'm only 16, it can't be no old me
Shorty said she really want me, then show me (huh)

We finna up it like stock, huh
I got the African rocks, huh
Run up on him he get rocked
I'm at the plat, swishin' my mop
What is yo name, you is a lot
Ain't playin games, you better stop
She like my drip and I'm wearing crocs
Ride in the whip, I'm dropping the top
I can't breathe, yo, my lung icy, yo
Ice on my teeth, yo, why you copy me, yo
I'll pull up on that boy, there he go
He said that he want peace, aye, yo
Put that boy in the grease, yo
if he said he want beef, yo

I feel like I'm in a Mafia, uh
I got that flow like a drum, huh
I count the bread with my thumb, huh
I gave that boy lil crumb, huh (aye)
I just been ballin' like a running back, uh
Going dumb, almost had a heart attack, uh
Stole my heart, whatchu' use, witch craft, uh
Bawskee, I'ma make 'em spin it back, uh
Give sumn', make 'em say "what the heck," uh
Mom in the kitchen breakin' chicken necks, uh
If he talkin, Whac-A-Mole, don't know where he went, mm
Put his head on the table, make 'em ratatat, mm
Then I pull of in a drop-top minivan, I ​feel like ski
Look like a T-rex done bit it, huh
They like to talk but ain't with it, huh
Off the dome no it ain't written, huh
She told me "Rage, I like to bake," so I put ice on her mittens, yeah
I got a cat, her name is Sua, I'ma put ice on my kitten

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