Miss the Rage Trippie Redd & Playboi Carti

[Intro: Trippie Redd]
I love Trippie Redd
Haha

[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
I can't see a damn thing if it ain't guap (Oh my, woah)
I can't see a damn thing if it ain't guap (Oh my God, guap), yeah
They like Stevie (Stevie), they can't see me (See me)
They wanna be me (They wanna be me), I'm in that 'Ghini (In the Lamb' truck)
Whip like zucchini, water, Fiji (Yeah)
It ain't leave me (Yeah), she wanna please me (Yeah)
'Cause she needy (Yeah), ho like Mimi (Yeah)
Bitch like Mya (Mya, yeah), ho like Mimi (Yeah)
Bae like Mya (Yeah), ho like Mimi (Yeah)
Bitch like Mya (Yeah), ho like Mimi (Yeah)
Bae like Mya

[Verse 1: Trippie Redd]
This like GTA, we shoot out helicopters (Brrt), monsters (Brrt)
We pull up with sticks and hella choppers (Bah), 'oppas (Bah)
We don't fuck with niggas, they the cops (Cops, bitch)
I put my heart and soul into the Glock (In the Glock)
Bitch, it's us, never them, you ain't that, bitch, I'm him
You get zapped if it's static (Static), keep that MAC, it go "Pew"
Smokin' gas, smell the fumes, I'm in that 'Vette, it go "Vroom"
I'm a vet, lil' dude, you a pet, do what I say, not what I do
Tell him "Sit", bitch, come here
I just seen some niggas down the block that ain't from here
Know I got a lot but I need some damn more, yeah
If I catch the opps, then I'm uppin' the damn score, yeah