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oh rage arrgee - mutt pack lyrics

[arrgee]
f+ck that sl+t, she dub for not wanting me over mutt
(wait what)
if only she knew, ya whole walls is painted with nut
i’ve got fans tryna peep my jawn, then there’s you just giving it up
do a 90, then 200 pump, im a big dawg, you just a pup (arf arf)

mutt just can’t rep for the set
i do em like george and step on his neck (he can’t breath
fat girl, that he think is a flex
i ate this up got her saying im next (oh he ate that)
ya own family not even safe
ya little sister got you a whole case
come on, just look at your face
clown mask, that you wear every day

[oh rage]
hit him whеre it hurt
hit him in the chest
im only hittin hеadshots
why the f+ck he gotta vest
dumb lil boy
capin on the net
talkin tough but you really ain’t even a threat
you know im toltin stick i dont gotta lie
if you tryna run up on me you bettta be ready to die
50 bullets in the side of his ride
if he playin with my gang you know we gon slide
223′ to his face (uh)
lil bro gon catch a case (uh)
i see you you know im gon spray (uh)
choppa bullets make his ass go brace face
smokin on his lil pack we light up this jj
sippin on codein im feelin lazy
i pop a perc and im feelin lil crazy
bro talkin tuff yeah he feelin lil brazy
[arrgee]
(ay get em ron)
no tecca, no ransom
but we got some clocks and the pay gon’ be handsome
we let it spray no vandal no phantom
aimin’ for mut and his family and then some+
i got some girls and the back and they dancin’
you had problem to my understandin’
thinkin’ you winnin’ and we could not stand it
so me and rage just got to schemein and plannin’

[oh rage]
now that was the plan
we schemin the come up now we in the van
throwin money you doubtin who i am
bombin this track like we in iran
but these dudes keep playin
he run up on me and you know i am sprayin
no hesitation when im shootin this glock
ya shawty came through and she suck on my c+ck
man i can’t take you serious puttin that mask on like you derlouis
george the moneky lookin ass are you curious
smokin this pack when we send you to jesus

[arrgee]
mutt just can’t rep for the set
i do em like george and step on his neck (he can’t breath
fat girl, that he think is a flex
i ate this up got her saying im next
[oh rage]
hit him where it hurt
hit him in the chest
im only hittin headshots
why the f+ck he gotta vest
dumb lil boy
capin on the net
talkin tough but you really ain’t even a threat

- oh rage arrgee lyrics

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