Yng Hstlr
Luv(Rage)
[Verse 1]
I ain’t worried bout a ex
Bitch I’m high I’m on a jet
Got some diamonds on my neck
Got more bitches than a vet
Fucked her first time that we met
See u never that’s a bet
Bitch I hate it when u vent
Yea
Only want u for the sex
Yea
[ ×2]

[Chorus]
Huh yeah please get out my phone
Yeah yeah please get out my phone
Yeah please get out my
Please-please get out my phone
Please-please get out my phone
Yeahhhhhhh

[Verse 2]
Yea
Bands talking now she wanna fuck
Yea
Bad bitch she go fall in love
Yea
Told that bitch that I am in love
Wit the guwop
I ain’t loving on no thot
Cross my mind
No it never is a thought
Bitch I’m hstlr
Hoe what the fuck u thought
Yea, huh pull up on u like a cop
[Verse 3]
Woah
I don’t really trust no body
One eye open like Illuminati
More ice than gretzky
Playing hockey
Off the lean
Got me moving like a zombie
Cop a foreign
Ima drive like Ricky bobby
Drop top
Yo Lil shawty
Gimme sloppy
Drop top
Bitch I’m ballin like I’m scottie
Drop Top
Bitch I need a new Bugatti

[Chorus]
Huh yeah please get out my phone
Yeah yeah please get out my phone
Yeah please get out my
Please-please get out my phone
Please-please get out my phone
[×2]