Текст песни Raise the Bar (feat. ZOMBIE JOR) - Saint Rose

Catch me with that foreign broad
Ridin' in that foreign car
Fuck with me, I'll take it far
Stompin' on yo fuckin' yard
Trappin' scammin', it ain't hard
We'll pull yo fuckin' card
All my diamonds up to par
I'm the one that raised the bar

Bitch, I ain't done yet
Barely havin' fun yet
She sucked like sloppy seconds
Told that bitch that I ain't cum yet
I've got these niggas upset
Sick up to they stomach
I would buy you flowers but
Ion got no love left
I'm shinin' hoe
Walkin' like I'm blinded tho
Smokin' on that gas, with that strap
Like what you eyein' for
What the fuck you tryin' for
All yo niggas dyin' bro
Yo bitch be aggressive when we fuck
I think I like it tho
Yeah, yeah, I pull her hair
Got some news, pull up a chair
All my niggas dogs, beware
We gon' be some billionaires
Dirty money, Ion care
Throw them racks up in the air
You ain't throw none, why you scared
Oh, because you broke as hell
Honestly, I don't see no one stoppin' me
Why do these niggas copy me
Probably 'cause I'ma prodigy
Nigga, check my discography
Feel like I won the lottery
All of my niggas obsolete
Nigga, ain't no one toppin' me

Catch me with that foreign broad
Ridin' in that foreign car
Fuck with me, I'll take it far
Stompin' on yo fuckin' yard
Trappin' scammin', it ain't hard
We'll pull yo fuckin' card
All my diamonds up to par
I'm the one that raised the bar

You can catch me wit the Deadz yeah
Seeing Red yeah
Stomach full of fucking meds yeah
Dodgin' feds yeah
I ain't never been a fuck nigga and I'm not starting
I a fuck a alt bitch right up out her Doc Martens
QPs for the zip, gettin in some hot bargains
I got heads on the flip, call me Favre I'm shot calling
I a have a bitch cheat all on her nigga like a Scantron
Do her pussy dirty and Murderer, Buju Banton
Dead wrong, that's me, gotta lotta problems
Headstrong, AT, not tryna talk about em
Red thong, lemme see, I bet I rock her out em
Said song, take off onna nigga rocket power
Bitch wanna taste of the Z, imma give her dat
Imma hang on to receipt, imma give her back
I'm the one that raised up the bar, bitch remember dat
Imma fill da cup up wit par, give my liver dat
I'm dead fourever and 4 to the burial
Right to the morgue where the cult gonna carry em
If he bleed some kinda red I ain't scared of em
I'm inna league of my own dont compare to dem
Huh huh huh huh
Hennessey over bacardi
Sniffing the blood off the body
Baptizing me and da shawty
Niggas should know that they not about to touch em
Call me ermac how I fuckin' uppercut em
Nasty ass bitch wanna fuck me in my dungeon
After allat nigga you can muthafuckin

Catch me with that foreign broad
Ridin' in that foreign car
Fuck with me, I'll take it far
Stompin' on yo fuckin' yard
Trappin' scammin', it ain't hard
We'll pull yo fuckin' card
All my diamonds up to par
I'm the one that raised the bar