Rain
Uh, Shawty, addicted to rain
Shawty a talker I just want the face
I'm lining your soul. I'm sealing your fate
I hope the hood keep faith in me
In the streets move gracefully
I'm tryna stay 100, that's, me
Uh, Only care about self don't trust
Uh, baby, you talk too much
Uh, tell me, can you open up
Uh, tell me, do you love the, bucks?
Yeah uh, I'm tryna get rich
You wanna score Well, I need an assist
I need a Bonnie who's lit for a lick
Huh,i'm in the gym got my weight up
Niggas gettin' stopped in boots botega
He dont get money.that niggas is chaser
The shit, i drink it, don't need chaser
Baby you can take a sip on me, that's cool
As long as that kitty don't stink that shit, but it smell like ooh
Shit, but it smell like roses
Fresh tip on your toes
I need the kitty to put me in comas
I'm so addicted to money i rolled it
My brother hate white so much, he sold it
Tryna get back so much he owned it
Gotta watch your back with niggas, you know this
Aye aye, let's go
My vision 360
Wouldve thought I had eyes on the back of my head
And my future looking creepy
I got a count up all these dead's
I'm smoking toking on o's and I'm smoking with hoes
I got your bitch on my phone wait she can't leave me alone
You know
Wait know she can't leave me alone I got her stuck on my phone
She send them emoji texts saying yea theres demons at home
And now she's all alone
Why wont you come back home
I said fuck all these bitches
Wait count up the riches
Wait get to the breesh
Wait finish the mission
Wait I'm at peace I dont care if I finish
Wait all I know is that I make a killing
Yeah got stack up for my family
And we stacking up for buildings
And we only live one life so you know I can't be chilling
Wait I gotta run that plate till I catch me fucking millions
Baby I'm a shooting star I might shoot through your ceiling
I done got way too high and my skin started peeling
Man this liquor got me going I touch my face I cannot feel it
I done fought through all that bullshit
Think about that shit then my back get the chilling
Uh, Shawty, addicted to rain
Shawty a talker I just want the face
I'm lining your soul. I'm sealing your fate
I hope the hood keep faith in me
In the streets move gracefully
I'm tryna stay 100, that's, me
Uh, Only care about self don't trust
Uh, baby, you talk too much
Uh, tell me, can you open up
Uh, tell me, do you love the, bucks?
Yeah uh, I'm tryna get rich
You in the score Well, I need an assist
I need a Bonnie who's lit for a lick
Shawty a talker I just want the face
I'm lining your soul. I'm sealing your fate
I hope the hood keep faith in me
In the streets move gracefully
I'm tryna stay 100, that's, me
Uh, Only care about self don't trust
Uh, baby, you talk too much
Uh, tell me, can you open up
Uh, tell me, do you love the, bucks?
Yeah uh, I'm tryna get rich
You wanna score Well, I need an assist
I need a Bonnie who's lit for a lick
Huh,i'm in the gym got my weight up
Niggas gettin' stopped in boots botega
He dont get money.that niggas is chaser
The shit, i drink it, don't need chaser
Baby you can take a sip on me, that's cool
As long as that kitty don't stink that shit, but it smell like ooh
Shit, but it smell like roses
Fresh tip on your toes
I need the kitty to put me in comas
I'm so addicted to money i rolled it
My brother hate white so much, he sold it
Tryna get back so much he owned it
Gotta watch your back with niggas, you know this
Aye aye, let's go
My vision 360
Wouldve thought I had eyes on the back of my head
And my future looking creepy
I got a count up all these dead's
I'm smoking toking on o's and I'm smoking with hoes
I got your bitch on my phone wait she can't leave me alone
You know
Wait know she can't leave me alone I got her stuck on my phone
She send them emoji texts saying yea theres demons at home
And now she's all alone
Why wont you come back home
I said fuck all these bitches
Wait count up the riches
Wait get to the breesh
Wait finish the mission
Wait I'm at peace I dont care if I finish
Wait all I know is that I make a killing
Yeah got stack up for my family
And we stacking up for buildings
And we only live one life so you know I can't be chilling
Wait I gotta run that plate till I catch me fucking millions
Baby I'm a shooting star I might shoot through your ceiling
I done got way too high and my skin started peeling
Man this liquor got me going I touch my face I cannot feel it
I done fought through all that bullshit
Think about that shit then my back get the chilling
Uh, Shawty, addicted to rain
Shawty a talker I just want the face
I'm lining your soul. I'm sealing your fate
I hope the hood keep faith in me
In the streets move gracefully
I'm tryna stay 100, that's, me
Uh, Only care about self don't trust
Uh, baby, you talk too much
Uh, tell me, can you open up
Uh, tell me, do you love the, bucks?
Yeah uh, I'm tryna get rich
You in the score Well, I need an assist
I need a Bonnie who's lit for a lick
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