Rain On Parades
Ayo broke boy, pay attention
Fuck an at sign, I'm the only one they mention
Where you at slime, the bad kid in detention
Seeing dollar signs, fucking cougars for their pensions
Ayo broke boy, pay attention
Fuck an at sign I'm the only one they mention
Where you at slime, the bad kid in detention
Seeing dollar signs, fucking cougars for their pensions
Yeah, just know you fucking with a monster
Who pray to God first, then I'll pay for your large hearse
Rain on parades, grab an umbrella like Fonzworth
Fuck a conversation, I'll punch him out his converse
Fresh to death, step in the spot it's d.o.a
The stuy flyest, B.K the birthplace
Where your birthday could be your worst day
By the way you rappers to go meals, I'm here to stay
Fucking pretty girls, on my ugly times
Bitch I'm balling, need a bill like I be LeBron
Still in the hood eating ramen during Ramadan
If you sleep, rest in peace, fold them like futon's
Yeah, this that gospel
Black woman, sniffing white girl clogging nostrils
Flyest nigga walking to the deli that's what I do
That is not you yeah, I'm blessed like an ah choo
Ten toes like a pedicure yeah, I need a cure cause I been sick
Shooter bullets make your Benz flip
I'm her drug, Ima fuck her with a test kit
Not a thug, but my soul darker than your tints shit
Yeah it's Shift bitch
Fuck an at sign, I'm the only one they mention
Where you at slime, the bad kid in detention
Seeing dollar signs, fucking cougars for their pensions
Ayo broke boy, pay attention
Fuck an at sign I'm the only one they mention
Where you at slime, the bad kid in detention
Seeing dollar signs, fucking cougars for their pensions
Yeah, just know you fucking with a monster
Who pray to God first, then I'll pay for your large hearse
Rain on parades, grab an umbrella like Fonzworth
Fuck a conversation, I'll punch him out his converse
Fresh to death, step in the spot it's d.o.a
The stuy flyest, B.K the birthplace
Where your birthday could be your worst day
By the way you rappers to go meals, I'm here to stay
Fucking pretty girls, on my ugly times
Bitch I'm balling, need a bill like I be LeBron
Still in the hood eating ramen during Ramadan
If you sleep, rest in peace, fold them like futon's
Yeah, this that gospel
Black woman, sniffing white girl clogging nostrils
Flyest nigga walking to the deli that's what I do
That is not you yeah, I'm blessed like an ah choo
Ten toes like a pedicure yeah, I need a cure cause I been sick
Shooter bullets make your Benz flip
I'm her drug, Ima fuck her with a test kit
Not a thug, but my soul darker than your tints shit
Yeah it's Shift bitch
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Writer(s): Andre Currence
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