Raise The Bar

Forgiatos on the coupe, rolls royce got stars on the roof
I'm finna see aliens up in my coupe
Roll up to the block, just to hang with the troops
And I got forgiatos on the jeep
Louis robe and it ain't cheap
Going to hollywood in my new car, I'm going to be a movie star
Call me extreme, cause I'm raising the bar
I'm in the space coupe, cause I'm up on mars
She fell in love with the songs I sang
Iced out my wrist right from Johnny Dang
Foreign clothes be having me dripping in Arizona weather
We in the city together, we go to the shop, I buy twenty k leather
Twenty four karat chains, I feel like Wayne, we going on the plane
Forty bands, we ain't shaking hands for this deal
And my ice is for real

Hundred thousand in the safe, I had to put it on lock
Three hundred on the dash, and I ain't going to stop
Had to focus on my grind, had to focus on the thought
Put all things to the side to keep it in the box
Had to sit back, and relax
I didn't think about the apple of my eye that rot
As I look through this Cartier lens, I can see who fake, who not
White louis bag, just to match with her toes
Ice on my neck, and my wrist is on froze
It go my way if anything goes
Keep a secret, so nobody knows
Figure it out, I got to grab the code
If you ain't with my brothers, you got to go
Let my homies get a bag, let my homies get their dreams
Looking up right at the top, soon enough it will be me
Perfect image, you going to crop, put my boat right out to sea
I'm praying right on my knees for God to forgive me

Riding in the car, but then I balked
Got a safe next to me, with 200 thousand, it's locked
The games about to end, I'm watching the clock
Don't know the opposite team, because I'm rooting for the hawks
Did all of this, you would've never come near me, now you knock
Answer you, and say, "get out of my block"
It's winter, but I'm still wearing crocs
If you ain't with me, then don't talk
When I got a milli, they were like no, I was like really
Got a gucci coat, because it was chilly
See you in public, like, "don't come near me"
Skrrt off in the porsche, like there was racks on the floor
Got stuff at louis, then I go and get more
Forgiatos on the coupe, they come clean
Not acting in front of you, no this isn't a scene
Burberry clothes, ap, with jeans

Hundred thousand in the safe, I had to put it on lock
Three hundred on the dash, and I ain't going to stop
Had to focus on my grind, had to focus on the thought
Put all things to the side to keep it in the box
Had to sit back, and relax
I didn't think about the apple of my eye that rot
As I look through this Cartier lens, I can see who fake, who not

She fell in love with the songs I sang
Iced out my wrist right from Johnny Dang
Foreign clothes be having me dripping in Arizona weather
We in the city together, we go to the shop, I buy twenty k leather
Twenty four karat chains, I feel like Wayne, we going on the plane
Forty bands, we ain't shaking hands for this deal
And my ice is for real



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Writer(s): Ivan Sviridov
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