Hellraising
Few minutes in yea she gotta sore throat
Don't stop now this just the warmup
Bitch don't cry no you gotta be yough
Don't step up with don't test your luck
Ya girl just left and she was stunnin
She had to cheat cause yo ass bummin
Got the Jim Bean nicotine keep it comin
Not an alcoholic but a feind yea a hunnid
I don't got ice but the pussy stay floodin
I don't care what day getting drunk on Monday
Recording shit comin out my basement
I just sold him drugs and I may have laced it
Drink got me feeling like I'm in the Matrix
Bitch you know I just wanna make it
Bitch I am a creature
Fuck around delete ya
Hoe go drink the bleach uh
But I still see pain
I still see struggle
I saw my end of days
All the shit I tried to juggle
I don't give a fuck
A fuck what you say
Bitch don't test your luck
Bitch don't get sprayed
Spray, Spray, Spray
Ya betta Pray, Pray, Pray
Bitch oh my God
Oh No, No, No
Bitch goknocked to the Flo, Flo, Flo
Went headstrong to the Dome, Dome, Dome
That was a mistake
Boy go hit a race
Give you a headtsart
Before we start the chase
Want tattoos all on my spine
All over my hand
I think I'll be fine
You think you'll remember him
Bitch I need a sedative
Fuck all of this medicine
It ain't really helpin it
I went down to hell and then
Saw the demons let em in
Startin up this hellraisin
I guess it's time to sin again
Don't stop now this just the warmup
Bitch don't cry no you gotta be yough
Don't step up with don't test your luck
Ya girl just left and she was stunnin
She had to cheat cause yo ass bummin
Got the Jim Bean nicotine keep it comin
Not an alcoholic but a feind yea a hunnid
I don't got ice but the pussy stay floodin
I don't care what day getting drunk on Monday
Recording shit comin out my basement
I just sold him drugs and I may have laced it
Drink got me feeling like I'm in the Matrix
Bitch you know I just wanna make it
Bitch I am a creature
Fuck around delete ya
Hoe go drink the bleach uh
But I still see pain
I still see struggle
I saw my end of days
All the shit I tried to juggle
I don't give a fuck
A fuck what you say
Bitch don't test your luck
Bitch don't get sprayed
Spray, Spray, Spray
Ya betta Pray, Pray, Pray
Bitch oh my God
Oh No, No, No
Bitch goknocked to the Flo, Flo, Flo
Went headstrong to the Dome, Dome, Dome
That was a mistake
Boy go hit a race
Give you a headtsart
Before we start the chase
Want tattoos all on my spine
All over my hand
I think I'll be fine
You think you'll remember him
Bitch I need a sedative
Fuck all of this medicine
It ain't really helpin it
I went down to hell and then
Saw the demons let em in
Startin up this hellraisin
I guess it's time to sin again
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Writer(s): Gavin Myers
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