Rain
Drank in my cup, mimosas at brunch
I'm a chill ass nigga, if you don't know wassup
I'm Whippin my whip, that five percent tint
Privacy tent, can't see in my shit
I get what I get, all hustle and grit
Hit after hit, took them all to the chin
Bit by bit, I had to stack my chip
Tat for tit, In the end I win
The excellence of execution
Making movements
Pass by cruising
Got ya bitch feeling choosy
Bumpin music, something soothing
Something classy, maybe Brandy
I park backwards in case they shooting
Never lacking, I'm out the traffic
Out the drama, count my dollars
Save it proper, bless my momma
Dont test my honor
I Bet it's stronger
I felt hunger
I want Flemings, not McDonald's
I go hard yall be softer
Charmin ultra, 2 p-ly-te, to live larger
Shittin on niggas, atomic bomber
I can't fall, I gotta conquer
No more being calmer, It's my only option
Fuck the karma but Ima still take caution
Officially, this energy, gone get to me
Livin life so quickly, like it's ten of me, can't shit get rid of me
Ain't No bitch in me
Iffy things, Don't mean shit to me
Don't even fuckin mention me
If You the enemy
I'm a chill ass nigga, if you don't know wassup
I'm Whippin my whip, that five percent tint
Privacy tent, can't see in my shit
I get what I get, all hustle and grit
Hit after hit, took them all to the chin
Bit by bit, I had to stack my chip
Tat for tit, In the end I win
The excellence of execution
Making movements
Pass by cruising
Got ya bitch feeling choosy
Bumpin music, something soothing
Something classy, maybe Brandy
I park backwards in case they shooting
Never lacking, I'm out the traffic
Out the drama, count my dollars
Save it proper, bless my momma
Dont test my honor
I Bet it's stronger
I felt hunger
I want Flemings, not McDonald's
I go hard yall be softer
Charmin ultra, 2 p-ly-te, to live larger
Shittin on niggas, atomic bomber
I can't fall, I gotta conquer
No more being calmer, It's my only option
Fuck the karma but Ima still take caution
Officially, this energy, gone get to me
Livin life so quickly, like it's ten of me, can't shit get rid of me
Ain't No bitch in me
Iffy things, Don't mean shit to me
Don't even fuckin mention me
If You the enemy
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Writer(s): Shaun Wormley
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