[Intro] Yeah Stack it up Mm Raging [Chorus] Raging royal flush, all gas, no bluff (hey!) Put the crown on the chips, watch me load that up Whole table look sick when I turn cards up Every hand I touch hit, that’s a raging royal flush Raging royal flush, I don’t fold, I rush Pressure on my pulse, got my heartbeat rough They praying that I slip, but I rise from the dust Every hand I touch hit, that’s a raging royal flush [Verse 1] Walk in, chips tall like high-rise Cold eyes, read souls, hear white lies I was eating cup noodles in the draft breeze Now I’m cutting through the room like a bad breeze Talk cheap, I let silence make the loud hit Whole life on the line, that’s a power trip Red ink on the page from the late nights Turned pain into plays under gray lights [Chorus] Raging royal flush, all gas, no bluff (yeah!) Put the crown on the chips, watch me load that up Whole table look sick when I turn cards up Every hand I touch hit, that’s a raging royal flush Raging royal flush, I don’t fold, I rush Pressure on my pulse, got my heartbeat rough They praying that I slip, but I rise from the dust Every hand I touch hit, that’s a raging royal flush [Bridge] Heart race, hard stare, I don’t break, I dare All in, this glare, you can feel that flare (woo) One shot, locked in, I don’t need that luck When I rage through the deck, everything gets cut [Verse 2] I remember cracked screen, late shift, side job Now it’s black car rides past the timeclock Kept my anger in a jar till the glass split Now the fire in my chest do the ad-libs (huh!) They said, “Boy, sit still, be a good kid” I said, “Watch this, watch what the wolf did” Turned every little slight to a war drum Now they looking at a storm that they all spun [Chorus] Raging royal flush, all gas, no bluff Put the crown on the chips, watch me load that up (load it) Whole table look sick when I turn cards up Every hand I touch hit, that’s a raging royal flush Raging royal flush, I don’t fold, I rush (raging) Pressure on my pulse, got my heartbeat rough They praying that I slip, but I rise from the dust Every hand I touch hit, that’s a raging royal flush

rap, Aggressive trap banger with male vocals, detuned bell lead over snarling bass, sharp hi-hats and heavy kick driving a militant bounce; verses clipped and percussive, hook explodes with shouted gang vocals and octave doubles, brief filtered beat drop in the bridge then full-impact final chorus

Raging Royal Flush