Saint Rose – Raise The Bar

Saint Rose – Raise The Bar Lyrics

Artist: Saint Rose
Song: Raise The Bar

Catch me with that foreign broad
Ridin’ in that foreign car
f#ck with me, I’ll take it far
Stompin’ on yo f#ckin’ yard

Trappin’ scammin’, it ain’t hard
We’ll pull yo f#ckin’ card
All my diamonds up to par
I’m the one that raised the bar

b#tch, I ain’t done yet
Barely havin’ fun yet
She sucked like sloppy seconds
Told that b#tch that I ain’t c#m yet

I’ve got these n#gg#s 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 f#ck you tryin’ for
All yo n#gg#s dyin’ bro
Yo b#tch be aggressive when we f#ck
I think I like it tho

Yeah, yeah, I pull her hair
Got some news, pull up a chair
All my n#gg#s 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 n#gg#s copy me
Probably ’cause I’ma prodigy
n#gg#, check my discography

Feel like I won the lottery
All of my n#gg#s obsolete
n#gg#, ain’t no one toppin’ me
Catch me with that foreign broad

Ridin’ in that foreign car
f#ck with me, I’ll take it far
Stompin’ on yo f#ckin’ yard
Trappin’ scammin’, it ain’t hard

We’ll pull yo f#ckin’ 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 f#cking meds yeah
Dodgin feds yeah
I ain’t never been a f#ck n#gg# and I’m not starting

I a f#ck a alt b#tch 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 b#tch cheat all on her n#gg# like a Scantron

Do her p#ss# 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 n#gg# rocket power
b#tch 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, b#tch remember dat

Imma fill da cup up wit par, give my liver dat
Im 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

Im 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
n#gg#s should know that they not about to touch em
Call me ermac how i f#ckin uppercut em
Nasty #ss b#tch wanna f#ck me in my dungeon

After allat n#gg# you can muthaf#ckin
Catch me with that foreign broad
Ridin’ in that foreign car
f#ck with me, I’ll take it far

Stompin’ on yo f#ckin’ yard
Trappin’ scammin’, it ain’t hard
We’ll pull yo f#ckin’ card
All my diamonds up to par

I’m the one that raised the bar
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Release Year: 2023