Lyrics
I'm a mother fuckin hell raiser
Rock shows get paper
Aye!
If you ain't talking money then why the fuck you in my face yeah
I ain't talking OVO, but I just bought a drake yeah
I don't play with kids tell that ho stay in your place
It ain't much I gotta say but
We ain't with the internet beef we get active
I ain't finna tweet with you don't tag me in no status
Neighborhood hero I remember bein' average
When I buy that hellcat I pray to God that I don't crash it
He ain't really tough he only gangsta on the beat yeah
Fucking up a check I blew a bag in a week yeah
I like bad bitches I ain't picky thats just me
And if a **** want a feature tell that **** its a fee
Wait hold up I'm a bad ass, hard head, hell raiser uhh
Young **** rock the shows get paper
**** say its pressure we want static like the cable
And if twelve get behind us do the dash see you later
I say damn bae you bad she say period pooh
You say you gon rob who? Don't be an idiot fool
You was making honor roll I was skipping in school
I ain't make it into college, but I'm richer than you
I'm a hell raiser rock shows get paper
Law breaker I'm a bad bitch slayer
Hot **** hot
I be on the block **** get guap ****
Mother fuck a cop ****
I'm a hell raiser rock shows get paper
Law breaker I'm a bad bitch slayer
Hot **** hot
I be on the block **** get guap ****
Mother fuck a cop ****
Water on my neck I might fuck around and drown
I'm sitting on these **** I might lose a couple pounds
Now a **** up everybody talking down
If you don't really fuck with me don't try to come around
I ain't finna beef with you if it ain't over racks
Bitch don't even speak on me if you ain't speaking facts
Come and get your bitch she a bug she a gnat
She just got her hair done now she don't know how to act
Wait... let me show you how I did it
Run them bands up then you terrorize the city
I like my bitches mean, thick, and suddity
If you really wanna win you just gotta stay consistent
I'm a bad motherfucker 'cause the good die young
I ain't walking out the house without them racks and my gun
You **** rapping for a purpose I just do it for fun
When I say I got them bands I ain't talking about drums
I'm a hell raiser rock shows get paper
Law breaker I'm a bad bitch slayer
Hot **** hot
I be on the block **** get guap ****
Mother fuck a cop ****
I'm a hell raiser rock shows get paper
Law breaker I'm a bad bitch slayer
Hot **** hot
I be on the block **** get guap ****
Mother fuck a cop ****
Written by: Dee Watkins
