Road Rage - D Smoke, Marsha Ambrosius, Dem Jointz

Tryin' to, nigga, this motherfucker won’t start

Nigga, we finna get caught, nigga, bullshit

Come on, God damn it

Buck, buck, buck, buck, buck (Yeah, yeah)

I’m takin' up both lanes, nigga, this road rage

Fuck lookin' both ways

Billion miles an hour on your pavement

The streets is ours, the aves and boulevards

The fuck you know about foreign cars and

I pull up in shit you ain’t never seen before

Move, bitch

Buckle up the baby for this new shit

Sober, 'bout to risk it all except my dick and balls, uh

Fuck it, let’s go live, nigga, hit record, uh

Speedin' past fried chicken and liquor stores, uh

Ivadin' your turf like a conquistador, ha

Ain’t worrd 'bout the damages, so bill us

Send bandags or ambulance, can’t handle my gorillas

Advantages I managed to leverage and clue my connection of savages

That’s mannish and ready to handle business

Suffer a torn meniscus for fuckin' actin' pretentious (I swear)

Mm, better check my credentials

I’m stuck in a world where ligaments get ruptured on road to riches

In a place where they take anything but pictures

I’m takin' up both lanes, nigga, this that road rage

Fuck lookin' both ways

A billion miles an hour on your pavement

You see, the streets is ours, the aves and boulevards

What the fuck you know about foreign cars and

I pull up in shit you ain’t never seen before

Move, bitch

Buckle up the baby for this new trip

Pull up in unison like hooligans, you know, by the motorcade

Yellin' shit out the window, this ain’t Nintendo, you niggas think it’s a game

Try not to cut me off on the boulevard, it could turn into Pompeii

In Inglewood, I’m a sergeant, plus I’m an artist, graffiti on concrete (Man,

man, man)

Si tú me entiendes, te lo digo

Andar en mi zona, S.O.S., no más suicidio

Catch hands like the runna, a tu zona son dirigidos

Con una llamada, llegan cohetes, vatos, y primos

We go billion miles per hour across your time zones

We made it to diamonds, came from rhinestones

We’ll change your climate, get your mind blown

A penny for your thoughts, a fair exchange

I’m takin' up both lanes, nigga, this that road rage

Fuck lookin' both ways

A billion miles an hour on your pavement

You see, the streets is ours, the aves and boulevards

What the fuck you know about foreign cars and

I pull up in shit you ain’t never seen before

Move, bitch

Buckle up the baby for this new trip

Bom-bom-bom-bom

I’ma take a ride through the hills

Hop up on the 405, traffic standstill

Go the wrong way, I play by my rules

Only one way on mine

Switch lanes when I gotta

Zip up to 100 when I run up

Self-made in these strees

Road rage in these streets

I’m takin' up both lanes, nigga, this that road rage

These motherfuckers can’t drive, I swear I’m gon' chalk all them (Hahaha)

Baby, guess who I seen today

Now don’t get mad (Who?)

D Smoke

Psh, ahh, this nigga D Smoke

Everybody’s talkin' 'bout D Smoke

Who is this nigga?

You ain’t never heard of D Smoke?

Psh, man, he be fuckin', you know

He— first he talkin' Spanish and

Then he tryna lead the masses and

Next thing you know he with the gangsters, like

What is he really on?

You sound like a hater

Ayy, man, I just need that nigga to keep it real

Real?

Have you heard his music?

Hell nah, I don’t need to

I just mind my business