New Rage lyrics

[Hook: Xavier]
Pull up with that lame sh*t
I ain't wit that same sh*t
You can get your name sent
You can get your flesh twitched
You can get yourself ditched
You can get your b*tch hit
Come get your whole team b*tch
Don't make me make a scene here
Don't make us make a scene there
I swear the air all clear there
On god n' them I don't care
Beware our .30, don't care
I'll put you here, then leave you there
Whole squad be everywhere
Pull up on you derriere
No rest to him, was all a blur

[Verse 1: Xavier]
Was this his chick? I give no sh*t, I got this b*tch here with us
And we holdin' dat' hoe ransom, he said okay how much
Million pounds of the gas or you won't hear sh*t from her
I give no f*cks 'bout none of you n*ggas I caught 'em crying for what
He caught her cheatin thru her uber, he in her recent trips
Tryna see where da f*ck she was at at 4 am droppin 'nem
I ain't phased by none of you haters treat you like ugly shrimp
I turn my key, car go hadouken, like ryo and lil ken
I prolly still dish it even if we was kin
I c*m again, & make her c*m again, & then c*m again
I hit it so good she left me ice cream in da fridge
Left some cream on her lips
I Smash and smoke then i dip, pus*y
[Hook: Xavier]
Pull up with that lame sh*t
I ain't wit that same sh*t
You can get your name sent
You can get your flesh twitched
You can get yourself ditched
You can get your b*tch hit
Come get your whole team b*tch
Don't make me make a scene here
Don't make us make a scene there
I swear the air all clear there
On god n' them I don't care
Beware our .30, don't care
I'll put you here, then leave you there
Whole squad be everywhere
Pull up on you derriere
No rest to him, was all a blur

[Verse 2: Diego]
Pull up on yo' scene b*tch
30 clips, let it rip
Young Diego wit' his b*tch
With the .40 on my hip
Don't pull up on lame sh*t
b*tch we on that gang sh*t
And I got the racks b*tch I ball like Kevin Cain b*tch
I just might go hit a jug
Pull up drop top me and wood
Flexin' on your b*tch
Got them racks stacked up like some books
I ain't wit' the drug dealers
I ain't wit' the f*ckin' crooks
Heard he talkin' sh*t, pull up on him now that n*gga shook
Got them shooters at your neck
Yeah them n*ggas leave you wet
Young Diego run through checks
Ice diamonds 'round my neck
I just might f*ck your b*tch
Pass her to my n*gga Dex
Smoking strong, gas pack
Got me higher than a jet
[Hook: Xavier]
Pull up with that lame sh*t
I ain't wit that same sh*t
You can get your name sent
You can get your flesh twitched
You can get yourself ditched
You can get your b*tch hit
Come get your whole team b*tch
Don't make me make a scene here
Don't make us make a scene there
I swear the air all clear there
On god n' them I don't care
Beware our .30, don't care
I'll put you here, then leave you there
Whole squad be everywhere
Pull up on you derriere
No rest to him, was all a blur

[Verse 3: Dex]
Don't pull up on that lame sh*t
I be on that gang sh*t
My b*tch snort cocaine sh*t
You rob, I'm on that same sh*t
Pull up on 'em, windows down
Draco on me, don't make a sound
You move then my chopper go bloaw
I run to the money like mouse
I put my chopper to wulf
Can't f*ck with them man they think they tough
40 on me try your luck
I'm running right to the bucks (DEXTER)
[Hook: Xavier Wulf]
Pull up with that lame sh*t
I ain't wit that same sh*t
You can get your name sent
You can get your flesh twitched
You can get yourself ditched
You can get your b*tch hit
Come get your whole team b*tch
Don't make me make a scene here
Don't make us make a scene there
I swear the air all clear there
On god n' them I don't care
Beware our .30, don't care
I'll put you here, then leave you there
Whole squad be everywhere
Pull up on you derriere
No rest to him, was all a blur

[Verse 4: Warhol]
.30 on me I bring hell to the earth
Testin' my n*ggas put you on a shirt



[Hook: Xavier Wulf]
Pull up with that lame sh*t
I ain't wit that same sh*t
You can get your name sent
You can get your flesh twitched
You can get yourself ditched
You can get your b*tch hit
Come get your whole team b*tch
Don't make me make a scene here
Don't make us make a scene there
I swear the air all clear there
On god n' them I don't care
Beware our .30, don't care
I'll put you here, then leave you there
Whole squad be everywhere
Pull up on you derriere
No rest to him, was all a blur