Lyrics: Ian Madison Mendelson
Music: Dotan Natanel Bergman
Awwww
You know what I'm saying
Ha ha ha ha
Hands held high
Raise em up to the sky
Never let em low
Only thought you should know
Hands held high
Raise em up to the sky
Never let em low
Go go go go
I got about a hundred reasons to leave the party but I will not
Got a lot a meaning to get to you when I'm in the spot
Thought about what's season oh yea it's summer feeling so hot I could burn
In my slumber
Turn the lights off and let the beat drop
I'm meanest rapper meaning I feed on rappers a lot
I'm obscene I need not encouragement this the courage I got
Got a buzz going so people heard of me then I pop
Kinda was going how gone tell me I gotta stop
Start another trend and if you wanna get in on the ground floor,
Then what you holding the wall up standing around for
Call up my people and I know what they down for
We could stay up all night long land home around 4
I'm on the lamb from my daytime lifestyle
So we be going ham like
Cheese in the slice style
There's something bout the night time
Light that feel nice out
So if you still at home I'm right outside
Your door like
Knock knock knock
Who's there
First name put ya
Last hands in the air
Hands held high
Raise em up to the sky
Never let em low
Only thought you should know
Hands held high
Raise em up to the sky
Never let em low
Go go go go
I'm independent
I write I'm into my pen if
You want to party tonight
Put em in the air like a pennant
I blow with the breeze
Flow with the ease and eat all my spinach
I'm cold I'm low in degrees I could freeze a feign in a minute
Demeaning rappers to me is too easy need a new image
So many biters around I should quit and become dentist
Anyways
If you feeling tight from your 9 to 5
And want to cut loose
And take a kinda a ride
I'd be happy to accommodate come on inside
And put your hands where I could see them
That's my kind of vibe
I want a crib with a pool a garden and promenade
I'd rather work more instead of trying to economize
I want a car with no roof on
My kind of ride
So even when I'm on the highway and I'm trying to drive
And this song come on the radio it's kinda live
Everybody in the whip got room to hold em high
Hands held high
Raise em up to the sky
Never let em low
Only thought you should know
Hands held high
Raise em up to the sky
Never let em low
Go go