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[Hook: Saige Rage]
She gone want to f*ck me cause my bands up top
Uber to yo spot cause I know you was a thot
I can't f*ck with you cause you linked up with the ops
Got exclusive [?] man you cannot even stop
Switching f*cking lanes in some sh*t you can't cop
Bad redbone and she cookin at the spot
Still switching [?] cause that b*tch is a thot
n*gga run up on me imma hit him with the Glock

[Verse 1: Saige Rage]
Real bands going in a foreign drop top
Pull up to the scene and these hoes gone flock
Saint Laurent jeans and the Gucci shirt to match
I can't f*ck with her if she don't got a fat ass
I'm tryna bag on these b*tches I ain't tryna watch these hoes
Imma bag on these b*tches I ain't tryna watch these hoes
I ain't tryna watch these hoes yeah
Smoking on that gas with these b*tches I'm like aww yeah
Flexing on these n*ggas man these n*ggas ain't bout it
I got hella b*tches in the trap man they just 'bout it
Momma told me get it so you know I went and got it
I just gotta get these f*cking bands yeah
And I know a n*gga f*cking with them xans
I got robin jeans them just be my pants yeah
Them Givenchy jeans [?]
I know n*ggas in the six
I might go in for your b*tch
Man you know I'm tryna get rich
All these b*tches on my di*k
VVS all on my wrist
Yo b*tch tryna give me kiss
Imma grab that b*tch like this (x2)
(Hook)