Hellraiser
Making moves in the night like I'm a bird
No I'm not Peter Griffin but that's the word
I just blew like 30 on a cardigan
The silver bullet in his ribs is a part of him
I kinda feel like I'm the king no T.I.P
Everybody in the city tryna sound like me
Feeling like Breezy my style in heat
AR done got more hits than Creed
At the clubhouse
At the funhouse
This man everywhere but his son house
At the trap house
Looking for a lighthouse
Man his kid everywhere but the playground
I just got my city on my shoulders
Put the money in the wallet I don't need a folder
Elevate like BTR cause I'm getting older
Elevating all the way I'm not out of order
I was always in and out no west coast
Came in with the slide and the tango
Crushing onto the man she won't say so
Hit with the pimp whip no Django
I was always focused on the paper
Homie smoking purple no Lakers
Yeah she smooth and she sharp she a razor
3:16 she a hellraiser
Spaced out no Slimeball
Finna have you kicked out like a school hall
Always gunning for the ones that be too tall
Tryna make plans tryna head up to the mall
Making bold moves only on the first date
Tryna get all the meat on her dinner plate
She be on his nerves you know she a migraine
She got blocked while heading up to Raising Cane's
Had to gather cheese like I'm making calzone
I don't need all the ice I'm not Frozone
I can tell she cocky yeah she too cold
I'm not Kevin Gates I don't need two phones
Walked in and I stole the show
She was hella cold like an ice cream cone
I was always glowing cause my skin tone
No Kid Buu but I got a few clones
I was always in and out no west coast
Came in with the slide and the tango
Crushing onto the man she won't say so
Hit with the pimp whip no Django
I was always focused on the paper
Homie smoking purple no Lakers
Yeah she smooth and she sharp she a razor
3:16 she a hellraiser
She got a big mouth she a toucan
She could throw it back she needed two hands
I be solo I'm not talking Han
Always with her best friend never with her man
Had to move on cause she too much
She could turn you to stone with one touch
I was leaping through the city like I double dutch
All the paper steady coming in clutch
No I'm not Peter Griffin but that's the word
I just blew like 30 on a cardigan
The silver bullet in his ribs is a part of him
I kinda feel like I'm the king no T.I.P
Everybody in the city tryna sound like me
Feeling like Breezy my style in heat
AR done got more hits than Creed
At the clubhouse
At the funhouse
This man everywhere but his son house
At the trap house
Looking for a lighthouse
Man his kid everywhere but the playground
I just got my city on my shoulders
Put the money in the wallet I don't need a folder
Elevate like BTR cause I'm getting older
Elevating all the way I'm not out of order
I was always in and out no west coast
Came in with the slide and the tango
Crushing onto the man she won't say so
Hit with the pimp whip no Django
I was always focused on the paper
Homie smoking purple no Lakers
Yeah she smooth and she sharp she a razor
3:16 she a hellraiser
Spaced out no Slimeball
Finna have you kicked out like a school hall
Always gunning for the ones that be too tall
Tryna make plans tryna head up to the mall
Making bold moves only on the first date
Tryna get all the meat on her dinner plate
She be on his nerves you know she a migraine
She got blocked while heading up to Raising Cane's
Had to gather cheese like I'm making calzone
I don't need all the ice I'm not Frozone
I can tell she cocky yeah she too cold
I'm not Kevin Gates I don't need two phones
Walked in and I stole the show
She was hella cold like an ice cream cone
I was always glowing cause my skin tone
No Kid Buu but I got a few clones
I was always in and out no west coast
Came in with the slide and the tango
Crushing onto the man she won't say so
Hit with the pimp whip no Django
I was always focused on the paper
Homie smoking purple no Lakers
Yeah she smooth and she sharp she a razor
3:16 she a hellraiser
She got a big mouth she a toucan
She could throw it back she needed two hands
I be solo I'm not talking Han
Always with her best friend never with her man
Had to move on cause she too much
She could turn you to stone with one touch
I was leaping through the city like I double dutch
All the paper steady coming in clutch
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Writer(s): Jaden Rattigan
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