text: Sonny Digital
  Im the shit til I die
  Aw, yes, Luv Is Rage
  Aw, yeah, Luv Is Rage
  Im the shit til I die
  Aw, yeah, Luv Is Rage
  Sorry, baby girl, I gotta go right now
  Even though I want you, I cant take you home right now
  Ima let you take the number to my phone right now
  You gon force me just to get up in my zone right now
  Sorry, baby girl, I gotta go right now
  Even though I want you, I cant take you home right now
  Ima let you take the number to my phone right now
  You gon force me just to get up in my zone right now
  First off, I just be high, I be smoking the dope
  Got a little bitch that be sniffing the coke
  Living my life like I cannot go broke
  I stay living my life like I cannot go broke
  Dont jump in a Rari, I jump in a Ghost
  Aint fucking your sister I aint fucking your hoes
  I went to jeweler, put my mouth on froze
  Im stacking my mula, Im gettin this dough
  Remember I rocked that Givenchy sweater
  On the front of that bitch it had a Cujo
  Im stacking my money, Im counting blue notes 
  You look at my pockets, fat just like glucose
  If you wanna rumble, I jab at yo nose
  If she wanna tumble, get passed to my bros
  Rock Mr. Completey and 424 clothes
  Me and my brothers got four super hoes
  Oh, yeah 
  Oh, yeah
  Oh, oh 
  Oh, oh
  Sorry, baby girl, I gotta go right now
  Even though I want you, I cant take you home right now
  Ima let you take the number to my phone right now
  You gon force me just to get up in my zone right now
  Sorry, baby girl, I gotta go right now
  Even though I want you, I cant take you home right now
  Ima let you take the number to my phone right now
  You gon force me just to get up in my zone right now
  Yeah, I just be high off the Xans 
  Super geeked up off the Xans 
  School bus thats right in my hand
  School bus thats right in my hand, yeah
  I rock hard like Im in a band, yeah
  Your little bitch, she is a fan, yeah
  Lil nigga getting big money, yeah
  Go to the beach, get a tan, yeah
  Jump in the crowd with my fans, yeah
  Jump in the crowd with my fans, yeah
  Water, water on my wrist, yeah
  Water, water on my hands, yeah
  Three wheels like a Can-Am
  Throwing stacks like a band man
  Break your arm like Im Van Damme
  Count it up, Im the band man 
  Baby girl, take my number 
  Baby girl better call 
  Getting money every day 
  Every day, Ima ball 
  Baby girl, do not stall 
  Grab the handle, flip the doors 
  Either you gon drop yo drawers 
  Or Ima kick it with my dogs
  You, you gon force me just to get up in my zone right now
  Sorry, baby girl, I gotta go right now
  Even though I want you, I cant take you home right now
  Ima let you take the number to my phone right now
  You gon force me just to get up in my zone right now
  Yeah, you know that Luv Is Rage