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lirik lagu raising hell – sakitaro

[intro]
ay, ay
yuh
f*ck that (ay, ay)
check out how i’m coming in on this b*tch
ha (yuh)
ay, ay

[chorus]
ok what the f*ck do you think? (ay)
like i got a blade on me n*gga throw shade on me n*gga you and god gone link (uh)
send you up to heaven n*gga we expel you shoot off your nose just like the sphinx (uh)
but we raising h*ll n*gga you catch them sh*lls like it’s mo’f*cking tmnt (huh)
cause i know how these b*tch n*ggas think (yuh yuh)

[verse 1]
your b*tch ride on me like a mo’f*cking rodeo
she leave your ass she said she like my flow you know
catch you lying clip extend like pinocchio
your b*tch acting childish n*gga are you tokyo?

cops pull up try to end our conversation
hop out the whip smoke em turn em to bacon
n*ggas want cash the same n*ggas who hating
we got the addy we disintegrate em (ay)
your b*tch going coo coo she all on my coco puffs
pull out the 223 i shut that n*gga up
he strapped he dumb if he thinking i give a f*ck
out with the gang now he shocked yeah he better buck

why these b*tch ass n*ggas get to switching when we pulling up
i just stay back hitting all my shots that n*gga out of luck
y’all n*ggas b*tches be hating i don’t even relate to my music so why do you give a f*ck

b*tch get hit with a choppa ain’t gone stop
untill i get rich neck underwater ain’t no problem (yeah)
wrist ocean, slaying sharks i call it oscar
n*gga cry like a b*tch he a toddler run his watch (uh, yuh, uh)

act like it but i know that you not hard, b*tch
you ain’t got no figures you broke n*gga starving
try run up n*gga we get to sparking
i up my glock make the metal talk like jarvis (uh)

slap a b*tch n*gga
call the paramedics cause i know that he gone miss, n*gga
i don’t need no glock i run up on him with a switch, n*gga
i know that he mad at me just cause i f*cked his b*tch, n*gga

nah, gotta stop it my rolly slide like it’s ice i don’t tik tok (yeah)
i roll up on n*ggas and i up my glock
just for finitive money lil n*gga i don’t need to talk (yeah)
[chorus]
ok what the f*ck do you think? (ay)
like i got a blade on me n*gga throw shade on me n*gga you and god gone link (uh)
send you up to heaven n*gga we expel you shoot off your nose just like the sphinx (uh)
but we raising h*ll n*gga you catch them sh*lls like it’s mof*cking tmnt
cause i know how these b*tch n*ggas think (ay, ay, ay)

[verse 2]
me and your b*tch we gone bang like an 808
call me a barber make that n*gga fade away
hold out my glock like a fist bump they n*ggas be racist they letting me hang like the kkk
run up the gang we leave em saying “may*day*may*“
i keep a glock on me for n*ggas, stay away
tryna to run up on me a n*gga saying grace
leave that boy out in the sun just like a raisin grape (uh)

[outro]
(ay, huh) i just got a glock we up the score
them n*ggas ain’t been round here before
we show em the exit them n*ggas run for it
i tell em like*
(tell ‘em like* b*tch)
them b*tches ain’t get no gwap before
that’s why they ain’t get no*
ha, f*ck that sh*t bruh
(ay, huh, ay)

- sakitaro

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