"Fist Raised" lyrics
Whole world sinnin non stop
Ima tell your old girl, bring it up the block
Bring it where you get it when you talking to the cops
Puffin on dank, like the bank, got robbed
Hey
This is that 4 door whippin in the rain
Sippin no shame
When the feelings don't change
Grippin gold chains
Sick of sinnin, Fist raised
Middle finger stays, in the air same place
Said the feeling don't change
Not even half ashamed, I don't love you
Its the blunt fumes, or the mushrooms
5th cup sipped up, and I been getting drunk too
Looking at me like I'm interfering with the dust you
Consumed, angle in the worst way
Devil in a verse hey
Fucking with your friends said, "Happy fucking birthday"
Feeling like I just shouldn't have said that shit on a first date
Flowing like an earthquake
In a third world state
Ain't no comin back from this an acid trip, you black your lips
Now blasphemous, you blast the fifth, and act as if
You pacifist, but pass a fifth to pastor lips
That's sick
Whole world sinnin non stop
Ima tell your old girl, bring it up the block
Bring it where you get it when you talking to the cops
Puffin on dank, like the bank, got robbed
Hey
This livin lit at a function
Getting suctioned by 5 little munchkins
High off the funyons
I wanna dance with the devil in the red dress
God flow, pablo
Esco, caso, sell this
Like it was white on Elvis
These elves live in my mind, they so selfish
Redesigned the mind of a kid who's helpless
Who gon fuck anything that walks, talks, got a little slot, I wanna nother shot
Caught with a mistress
Bitch you getting jealous?
Thought I told u mind your business
I told you that I ain't got no feelings
I ain't no no dentist
I'm just an oral hygienist
A sorted disendend
Recorded offender
Whos snorting soda with all the defenders
Observing all off the embers
Ironic cause when I'm up on it
I be cold as December
You fuckers better remember
I'm spitting acidic
Assaulting the critics
Who were the so called homies
Whole world sinnin non stop
Ima tell your old girl, bring it up the block
Bring it where you get it when you talking to the cops
Puffin on dank, like the bank, got robbed
Hey
Ima tell your old girl, bring it up the block
Bring it where you get it when you talking to the cops
Puffin on dank, like the bank, got robbed
Hey
This is that 4 door whippin in the rain
Sippin no shame
When the feelings don't change
Grippin gold chains
Sick of sinnin, Fist raised
Middle finger stays, in the air same place
Said the feeling don't change
Not even half ashamed, I don't love you
Its the blunt fumes, or the mushrooms
5th cup sipped up, and I been getting drunk too
Looking at me like I'm interfering with the dust you
Consumed, angle in the worst way
Devil in a verse hey
Fucking with your friends said, "Happy fucking birthday"
Feeling like I just shouldn't have said that shit on a first date
Flowing like an earthquake
In a third world state
Ain't no comin back from this an acid trip, you black your lips
Now blasphemous, you blast the fifth, and act as if
You pacifist, but pass a fifth to pastor lips
That's sick
Whole world sinnin non stop
Ima tell your old girl, bring it up the block
Bring it where you get it when you talking to the cops
Puffin on dank, like the bank, got robbed
Hey
This livin lit at a function
Getting suctioned by 5 little munchkins
High off the funyons
I wanna dance with the devil in the red dress
God flow, pablo
Esco, caso, sell this
Like it was white on Elvis
These elves live in my mind, they so selfish
Redesigned the mind of a kid who's helpless
Who gon fuck anything that walks, talks, got a little slot, I wanna nother shot
Caught with a mistress
Bitch you getting jealous?
Thought I told u mind your business
I told you that I ain't got no feelings
I ain't no no dentist
I'm just an oral hygienist
A sorted disendend
Recorded offender
Whos snorting soda with all the defenders
Observing all off the embers
Ironic cause when I'm up on it
I be cold as December
You fuckers better remember
I'm spitting acidic
Assaulting the critics
Who were the so called homies
Whole world sinnin non stop
Ima tell your old girl, bring it up the block
Bring it where you get it when you talking to the cops
Puffin on dank, like the bank, got robbed
Hey
