Hell Raiser - Yung Sinn Da Menace

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 nigga want a feature tell that nigga its a fee Wait hold up I'm a bad ass, hard head, hell raiser uhh Young nigga rock the shows get paper Niggas 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 nigga hot I be on the block nigga get guap nigga Mother fuck a cop nigga I'm a hell raiser rock shows get paper Law breaker I'm a bad bitch slayer Hot nigga hot I be on the block nigga get guap nigga Mother fuck a cop nigga Water on my neck I might fuck around and drown I'm sitting on these niggas I might lose a couple pounds Now a nigga 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 niggas 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 nigga hot I be on the block nigga get guap nigga Mother fuck a cop nigga I'm a hell raiser rock shows get paper Law breaker I'm a bad bitch slayer Hot nigga hot I be on the block nigga get guap nigga Mother fuck a cop nigga

Look out! Mama let me out on a Saturday night, she said now Go out and get her go and hold her tight I said now mama, you don't understand Ev'ry time I touch her hand It's like I'm burning in the fires of hell And if I hold her too long You never can tell what'll happen to me I wouldn't want you to see Look out She's a hell raiser, star chaser, trail blazer Natural born raver, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah She's a hell raiser, star chaser, trail blazer Natural born raver, yeah, yeah, yeah Look out! She's like a live bomb shell Like a flash out of hell And when she's shaking her ooh Everyone fell at her feet And that's neat and she took me completely By surprise with her ultra sonic eyes That were flashing like hysterical danger signs That said beware where you tread Or you'll go out of your head Look out She's a hell raiser, star chaser, trail blazer Natural born raver, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah She's a hell raiser, star chaser, trail blazer Natural born raver, yeah, yeah, yeah Look out! Hell raiser, hell raiser, hell raiser Hell raiser, hell raiser, ooh Now Mama, you don't understand Ev'ry time I touch her hand It's like I'm burning in the fires of hell And if I hold her too long You never can tell what'll happen to me I wouldn't want you to see