Imma go schizophrenic on the beat
Smoking on zombies breath got me geeked
Imma set the bar where niggas reach
If you not making money you a leach
Why a broke nigga always tryna preach
If you not gang I gotta tax the fee
Hold up
That's 10 20 30
And I got stick on me
It's dirty
I'll shoot that shit Want miss
Like curry
Went over your head
Like planes I'm boarding
Bitch
I'm dope AF
She snort me
Told her click her hills
Go home like dorthy
Follow that gold brick road
It lead me
But it's not oZ I'm serving OZs
Shawty make dat pussy pop like follies
A nigga might trip but never falling
Damn what's this like rage 3
Yea
This a fast a break
You ain't even seen the team
Spit that 100 proof and I'm leaving 3rd degrees
Killing beats back to back in on a murder spree
Aye
You Can Catch me
Switching up the lanes
All of you Niggas
Some Lames
She give head
Yeah the brains
Balling this
Shit Get insane
Thuggin hard
With the Gang
I wont the Money
Don't care about fame
F*ck a hater
Bitch we eating
They brains
Threebraids w da Fade
ZBG
It's Rage 3
Oh shit niggas thought they was winning
I seen your numbers boy your track is not spinning
ZBG popping bottles Big Pimpin
Beam me up scooty these earthlings tripping
40 on my side try me get to ripping
Hit a niggaa big bullets having flipping
Queen City reppa so I'm no never slipping
Money coming in my hands steady itching
Hold up
Had to cut ties
Cause you niggas always Cappin
I'm making Big moves
And you niggas still a stagnant
Imma hippie nigga
But I still tote a ratchet
My bitch bad
When it's time to ride she bout that action
You niggas broke wanting fronts
Man that shit the saddest
No sympathy not from me
Yea sleaze a savage
Im counting cheese
Smoking weed
Nigga this habit
Get rich
Or die
Trying
Till I'm in the casket
Aye
You Can Catch me
Switching up the lanes
All of you Niggas
Some Lames
She give head
Yeah the brains
Balling this
Shit Get insane
Thuggin hard
With the Gang
I wont the Money
Don't care about fame
F*ck a hater
Bitch we eating
They brains
Threebraids w da Fade
ZBG
It's Rage 3
3
3
I am no regula degular
Hit the gas boosting my stamina
Got beef I'll slide in a tunka truck
F*ck her once nigga
Not tryna cuff
It's sleazy hoe
Yea you know wassup
You a lame nigga
Can't smoke with us
Counting theses cnotes can't get enough
State to state shipping yea I'm the plug
Stacking up all these funds
Want you some money
Go get you some
704 nigga where I'm from
SleazySlim - Rage 3.0 (feat.Threebraids) Lyrics
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Imma go schizophrenic on the beat
Smoking on zombies breath got me geeked
Imma set the bar where niggas reach
If you not making money you a leach
Why a broke nigga always tryna preach
If you not gang I gotta tax the fee
Hold up
That's 10 20 30
And I got stick on me
It's dirty
I'll shoot that shit Want miss
Like curry
Went over your head
Like planes I'm boarding
Bitch
I'm dope AF
She snort me
Told her click her hills
Go home like dorthy
Follow that gold brick road
It lead me
But it's not oZ I'm serving OZs
Shawty make dat pussy pop like follies
A nigga might trip but never falling
Damn what's this like rage 3
Yea
This a fast a break
You ain't even seen the team
Spit that 100 proof and I'm leaving 3rd degrees
Killing beats back to back in on a murder spree
Aye
You Can Catch me
Switching up the lanes
All of you Niggas
Some Lames
She give head
Yeah the brains
Balling this
Shit Get insane
Thuggin hard
With the Gang
I wont the Money
Don't care about fame
F*ck a hater
Bitch we eating
They brains
Threebraids w da Fade
ZBG
It's Rage 3
Oh shit niggas thought they was winning
I seen your numbers boy your track is not spinning
ZBG popping bottles Big Pimpin
Beam me up scooty these earthlings tripping
40 on my side try me get to ripping
Hit a niggaa big bullets having flipping
Queen City reppa so I'm no never slipping
Money coming in my hands steady itching
Hold up
Had to cut ties
Cause you niggas always Cappin
I'm making Big moves
And you niggas still a stagnant
Imma hippie nigga
But I still tote a ratchet
My bitch bad
When it's time to ride she bout that action
You niggas broke wanting fronts
Man that shit the saddest
No sympathy not from me
Yea sleaze a savage
Im counting cheese
Smoking weed
Nigga this habit
Get rich
Or die
Trying
Till I'm in the casket
Aye
You Can Catch me
Switching up the lanes
All of you Niggas
Some Lames
She give head
Yeah the brains
Balling this
Shit Get insane
Thuggin hard
With the Gang
I wont the Money
Don't care about fame
F*ck a hater
Bitch we eating
They brains
Threebraids w da Fade
ZBG
It's Rage 3
3
3
I am no regula degular
Hit the gas boosting my stamina
Got beef I'll slide in a tunka truck
F*ck her once nigga
Not tryna cuff
It's sleazy hoe
Yea you know wassup
You a lame nigga
Can't smoke with us
Counting theses cnotes can't get enough
State to state shipping yea I'm the plug
Stacking up all these funds
Want you some money
Go get you some
704 nigga where I'm from
Smoking on zombies breath got me geeked
Imma set the bar where niggas reach
If you not making money you a leach
Why a broke nigga always tryna preach
If you not gang I gotta tax the fee
Hold up
That's 10 20 30
And I got stick on me
It's dirty
I'll shoot that shit Want miss
Like curry
Went over your head
Like planes I'm boarding
Bitch
I'm dope AF
She snort me
Told her click her hills
Go home like dorthy
Follow that gold brick road
It lead me
But it's not oZ I'm serving OZs
Shawty make dat pussy pop like follies
A nigga might trip but never falling
Damn what's this like rage 3
Yea
This a fast a break
You ain't even seen the team
Spit that 100 proof and I'm leaving 3rd degrees
Killing beats back to back in on a murder spree
Aye
You Can Catch me
Switching up the lanes
All of you Niggas
Some Lames
She give head
Yeah the brains
Balling this
Shit Get insane
Thuggin hard
With the Gang
I wont the Money
Don't care about fame
F*ck a hater
Bitch we eating
They brains
Threebraids w da Fade
ZBG
It's Rage 3
Oh shit niggas thought they was winning
I seen your numbers boy your track is not spinning
ZBG popping bottles Big Pimpin
Beam me up scooty these earthlings tripping
40 on my side try me get to ripping
Hit a niggaa big bullets having flipping
Queen City reppa so I'm no never slipping
Money coming in my hands steady itching
Hold up
Had to cut ties
Cause you niggas always Cappin
I'm making Big moves
And you niggas still a stagnant
Imma hippie nigga
But I still tote a ratchet
My bitch bad
When it's time to ride she bout that action
You niggas broke wanting fronts
Man that shit the saddest
No sympathy not from me
Yea sleaze a savage
Im counting cheese
Smoking weed
Nigga this habit
Get rich
Or die
Trying
Till I'm in the casket
Aye
You Can Catch me
Switching up the lanes
All of you Niggas
Some Lames
She give head
Yeah the brains
Balling this
Shit Get insane
Thuggin hard
With the Gang
I wont the Money
Don't care about fame
F*ck a hater
Bitch we eating
They brains
Threebraids w da Fade
ZBG
It's Rage 3
3
3
I am no regula degular
Hit the gas boosting my stamina
Got beef I'll slide in a tunka truck
F*ck her once nigga
Not tryna cuff
It's sleazy hoe
Yea you know wassup
You a lame nigga
Can't smoke with us
Counting theses cnotes can't get enough
State to state shipping yea I'm the plug
Stacking up all these funds
Want you some money
Go get you some
704 nigga where I'm from
Writer: Darrius Moore
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