[Hook: Saige Rage]
She gone want to f** me cause my bands up top
Uber to yo spot cause I know you was a thot
I can't f** with you cause you linked up with the ops
Got exclusive [?] man you cannot even stop
Switching f**ing lanes in some sh** you can't cop
Bad redbone and she cookin at the spot
Still switching [?] cause that b**h is a thot
n***a 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** with her if she don't got a fat a**
I'm tryna bag on these b**hes I ain't tryna watch these hoes
Imma bag on these b**hes I ain't tryna watch these hoes
I ain't tryna watch these hoes yeah
Smoking on that gas with these b**hes I'm like aww yeah
Flexing on these n***as man these n***as ain't bout it
I got hella b**hes 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**ing bands yeah
And I know a n***a f**ing with them xans
I got robin jeans them just be my pants yeah
Them Givenchy jeans [?]
I know n***as in the six
I might go in for your b**h
Man you know I'm tryna get rich
All these b**hes on my dick
VVS all on my wrist
Yo b**h tryna give me kiss
Imma grab that b**h like this (x2)
(Hook)