Dancin In The Rain
All this water on me like a nigga dancin in rain
My left and right hand niggas dead and gone nobody feel my pain
I know pussy niggas that be plotting but them niggas lame
Waitin for a fuck nigga to try I'll let em see my aim
Niggas stay sneak dissin on the net but they won't say my name
Use your blood to plaint the fuckin wall you try to take my chain
I was 15 wit a money phone and that ain't never changed
Had to take a loss to be a boss just charged it to the game
I feel like trickin call my favorite dancer just to throw a stack
Catch me posted smokin in the club I'm rollin out the pack
Got her off the migos now she lit and tryna throw it back
Bought her a new purse if we pulled over she gon tuck the strap
Lost my brother every since that day I always got my stick
If you Miscellane from over there I'm still gon bust my shit
All my soldiers stay on the front line we never duckin Shìt
Oh that's your bae I had her in the whip bent over suckin dick
I ain't into sports my only hobby probably makin plays
Gettin to the bag being a dad is how I spend my days
Remember we was Jits wit BB guns now we got glocks and Ks
Get the drop on where ya block we spinnin like 360 waves
I put that on my bro that I ain't f*ckin wit no n*ggas (Yeah)
Trap it up and spend it (Yeah)
I brought my whole stick in hea!
N*ggas talkin b*tches talkin, I just left no business there
Up the glock, take it there, anywhere... anywhere!
I just hope my n*ggas know, shh... better keep a pole
Even if you never know, n*ggas know, b*tches know
I can't f*ck wit all this sh*t I keep a stick, keep a pole
Keep a fif, say patron. Roll a lot, smoke da O
F*ck a opp n*ggas hoes
My n*ggas step on shit
Make a call, say what up, send the blitz... man send a hit!
Fast cars around ya spot, it's lookin like a dealership
All these funny niggas outside I never feelin sh*t ON GANG!
All this water on me like a nigga dancin in rain
My left and right hand niggas dead and gone nobody feel my pain
I know pussy niggas that be plotting but them niggas lame
Waitin for a fuck nigga to try I'll let em see my aim
Niggas stay sneak dissin on the net but they won't say my name
Use your blood to plaint the fuckin wall you try to take my chain
I was 15 wit a money phone and that ain't never changed
Had to take a loss to be a boss just charged it to the game!
My left and right hand niggas dead and gone nobody feel my pain
I know pussy niggas that be plotting but them niggas lame
Waitin for a fuck nigga to try I'll let em see my aim
Niggas stay sneak dissin on the net but they won't say my name
Use your blood to plaint the fuckin wall you try to take my chain
I was 15 wit a money phone and that ain't never changed
Had to take a loss to be a boss just charged it to the game
I feel like trickin call my favorite dancer just to throw a stack
Catch me posted smokin in the club I'm rollin out the pack
Got her off the migos now she lit and tryna throw it back
Bought her a new purse if we pulled over she gon tuck the strap
Lost my brother every since that day I always got my stick
If you Miscellane from over there I'm still gon bust my shit
All my soldiers stay on the front line we never duckin Shìt
Oh that's your bae I had her in the whip bent over suckin dick
I ain't into sports my only hobby probably makin plays
Gettin to the bag being a dad is how I spend my days
Remember we was Jits wit BB guns now we got glocks and Ks
Get the drop on where ya block we spinnin like 360 waves
I put that on my bro that I ain't f*ckin wit no n*ggas (Yeah)
Trap it up and spend it (Yeah)
I brought my whole stick in hea!
N*ggas talkin b*tches talkin, I just left no business there
Up the glock, take it there, anywhere... anywhere!
I just hope my n*ggas know, shh... better keep a pole
Even if you never know, n*ggas know, b*tches know
I can't f*ck wit all this sh*t I keep a stick, keep a pole
Keep a fif, say patron. Roll a lot, smoke da O
F*ck a opp n*ggas hoes
My n*ggas step on shit
Make a call, say what up, send the blitz... man send a hit!
Fast cars around ya spot, it's lookin like a dealership
All these funny niggas outside I never feelin sh*t ON GANG!
All this water on me like a nigga dancin in rain
My left and right hand niggas dead and gone nobody feel my pain
I know pussy niggas that be plotting but them niggas lame
Waitin for a fuck nigga to try I'll let em see my aim
Niggas stay sneak dissin on the net but they won't say my name
Use your blood to plaint the fuckin wall you try to take my chain
I was 15 wit a money phone and that ain't never changed
Had to take a loss to be a boss just charged it to the game!
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Writer(s): Garrett Tyndal
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