Pluvio
Shout out my lil cousin he been growing he ain't thuggin
Why you trippin Girl it's nothin I ain't perfect I got luggage too
Maybe we should hit the baggage claim
Claim my last name, came to find fame
Found myself it's everlasting
Left my last gang
Government got the guys tame
So embarrassing
Zimmerman livin past kings
Issa crab game
The bucket just what the trap named
Back in black face no ticket to tempt the black name
But by gods grace my niggas done ran they last race
Up and blasting we armed the calm is passing
Karma come and capture all the criminals in blue
Screaming yolo
I don't want no photos
Revolution televised that mean Issa no no
I don't have no fomo
Never bought a coupe boy I move with the 4 door
Got my hair long sang songs fuck the promo
We only worried bout
Good livin
No ceilings
Hopin that his own winning
Don't kill us
Dope dealers killin every block
Coast livin
No feelings
Hoe niggas
Broke niggas
Go simmer
Don't hit us we ain't feelin all you lot
Done with the world I'm just hoping it rains
Done with the world I'm glad I'm still feeling pain
Done with the world I'm just hoping it rains
I'm just hoping it rains rains
I'm hoping it rains all day
And it sings all day
And we play and we play and we play
I'm hoping it rains all day
And it sings all day
And we play and we play and we play
Why you trippin Girl it's nothin I ain't perfect I got luggage too
Maybe we should hit the baggage claim
Claim my last name, came to find fame
Found myself it's everlasting
Left my last gang
Government got the guys tame
So embarrassing
Zimmerman livin past kings
Issa crab game
The bucket just what the trap named
Back in black face no ticket to tempt the black name
But by gods grace my niggas done ran they last race
Up and blasting we armed the calm is passing
Karma come and capture all the criminals in blue
Screaming yolo
I don't want no photos
Revolution televised that mean Issa no no
I don't have no fomo
Never bought a coupe boy I move with the 4 door
Got my hair long sang songs fuck the promo
We only worried bout
Good livin
No ceilings
Hopin that his own winning
Don't kill us
Dope dealers killin every block
Coast livin
No feelings
Hoe niggas
Broke niggas
Go simmer
Don't hit us we ain't feelin all you lot
Done with the world I'm just hoping it rains
Done with the world I'm glad I'm still feeling pain
Done with the world I'm just hoping it rains
I'm just hoping it rains rains
I'm hoping it rains all day
And it sings all day
And we play and we play and we play
I'm hoping it rains all day
And it sings all day
And we play and we play and we play
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Writer(s): Stephon King
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