Eem Triplin
Raising Hell
Wrote this song in 3 minutes
You said this yo theme song
I swear ima make it right
Even when it seem wrong
I hate when we go back and forth that shit like ping pong
I’m at your door and I’m like ding dong
I just took a Uber too your crib and this XL
If I find out that you with that N***a ima raise hell
And I’m not joking
I’m not Dave chapel
Nah I’m not Dave chapel
I be raising hell
Girl I love you can’t you tell
I be at your door Shit i be probably ringing bells
I just took a Uber and you know that was a L
Cause ya momma catch me outside then you know she raising hell
That shit lame to me
She be acting like I don’t love you that Shit strange to me
You bе acting like that Shit too that Shit lame too me
You rеally lame to me
But I’m gone hit yo phone one more time
You was on my head
You was on my mind
Always hit my phone all the time
Everytime there’s a time there’s a fucking time
Wrote this song in scratch
Said I want you back and the Shit went plat
And them N***as they was mad they was in the bag
But ima keep on grinding for them times I ain’t have
Ima do this for my mom
And probably my dad
Do this for my n***as that’s just going bad