Let it Rain Lyrics

Tyreke's got that gas, hoe

I'll fuck around and make it rain, this bitch, huh

Yeah

Two

Two

Aye

Oh

G2

Aye

Bitch, it's G2

Woo

Genius

Look at my ball, lil' bae

Look just like a leaf

Baby girl, you my snack

I can't wait to see

Us

Baby girl, make the beat

Yeah

Spend, spend tax on the fit

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Baby boy, Louis, you check

Yeah

It's goin' down

Aye

It's goin' down

Yeah

And you know, that's why I made it

And you know, that's why I like it

And you know, that's why I like it

You know

You know

You know

Genius

Brrrr

Yeah

Yeah

One time, lil' mama

Yeah

Said, one time, lil' mama

Yeah

I was back in the belly

Yeah

Yeah

I said, we're back in the belly

Yeah

Got you in the air

Oh

She like, right there

Yeah

Baby girl, that's a hat trick

Lovin' all that Glock

Yeah

Damn, bae

Was a freak, bitch

Oh, was a freak, bitch

And I'm lovin' all that freak shit

Yeah

Bitch, I'm lovin' all that freak shit

Yeah

And you know, that's why I made it

And you know, that's why I like it

You know

You know

You know

Yeah

Two

Baby, what you finna do

I get in your stomach, hit your liver too

We can be more than the physical

Baby, what you finna do

What you finna do

G2