Trippie Redd – Miss The Rage ft. Playboi Carti (INSTRUMENTAL) Free

Trippie Redd – Miss The Rage ft. Playboi Carti (INSTRUMENTAL) Free #tripatknight Miss The Rage Lyrics I love Trippie Redd Haha 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), h- like Mimi (yeah) Bae like Mya (Mya, yeah), h- like Mimi (yeah) Bae like Mya (yeah), h- like Mimi (yeah) Bae like Mya (yeah), h- like Mimi (yeah) Bae like Mya This ain't GTA, we sh- at helicopters (brrt), monsters (brrt) We pull up with s- and hella - (bah), 'oppas (bah) We don't f- with n-, they the cops (cops, bitch) I put my heart and soul into the G- (in the G-) B-, it's us, never them, you ain't that, b-, I'm him You get zapped if it's static (static), keep that MAC, it go «Pew» S- 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, « b-, come here I just seen some n- 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 Yeah, brrah, brrah, brrah, brrah 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...