KingMade Aidyn - TEENAGER RAGER
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{Intro}
Huh, Huh, Huh, Huh, Huh, Huh
Yeah Yeah, Yeah
Slat, Slatt, Slatt, Slatt
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
{Chorus}
We at the party it's a teenager rager
And you might get drop kicked you might be in danger
Sippin' on lean and doin' molly wit' a stranger
In the party and I'm still flexing paper
I'm in this bitch and I'm high as fuck
Ion' even think I'm high enough
25K and that's in a month
I'm on this lean, I'm lifted up
{Verse}
Pop this perc' and meditate like a monk
The money and fame I can't get enough
They was like you cool thumbs up
F's in school lil' nigga you dumb
I got my pape' up run this shit up
You get this shit too, put yo' bucks up
I don't give no fucks, put yo' fucks up
Baddies in the club and they wanna fuck us
They ain't want me when I was down, but now I'm up
And now I'm finna win
If a nigga talking all that shit, then we gon' spin
If that nigga keep on talking then he might get did in
And I'm a pshyco so you know I be trippin'
And my music is fire, it's fuck you if you don't get it
And I told lil' bro that I might pop him, I'm really wit' it
Made 10 bands on the net, bitch
{Chorus}
We at the party it's a teenager rager
And you might get drop kicked you might be in danger
Sippin' on lean and doin' molly wit' a stranger
In the party and I'm still flexing paper
I'm in this bitch and I'm high as fuck
Ion' even think I'm high enough
25K and that's in a month
I'm on this lean, I'm lifted up
{Intro}
Huh, Huh, Huh, Huh, Huh, Huh
Yeah Yeah, Yeah
Slat, Slatt, Slatt, Slatt
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
{Chorus}
We at the party it's a teenager rager
And you might get drop kicked you might be in danger
Sippin' on lean and doin' molly wit' a stranger
In the party and I'm still flexing paper
I'm in this bitch and I'm high as fuck
Ion' even think I'm high enough
25K and that's in a month
I'm on this lean, I'm lifted up
{Verse}
Pop this perc' and meditate like a monk
The money and fame I can't get enough
They was like you cool thumbs up
F's in school lil' nigga you dumb
I got my pape' up run this shit up
You get this shit too, put yo' bucks up
I don't give no fucks, put yo' fucks up
Baddies in the club and they wanna fuck us
They ain't want me when I was down, but now I'm up
And now I'm finna win
If a nigga talking all that shit, then we gon' spin
If that nigga keep on talking then he might get did in
And I'm a pshyco so you know I be trippin'
And my music is fire, it's fuck you if you don't get it
And I told lil' bro that I might pop him, I'm really wit' it
Made 10 bands on the net, bitch
{Chorus}
We at the party it's a teenager rager
And you might get drop kicked you might be in danger
Sippin' on lean and doin' molly wit' a stranger
In the party and I'm still flexing paper
I'm in this bitch and I'm high as fuck
Ion' even think I'm high enough
25K and that's in a month
I'm on this lean, I'm lifted up