Dealin' With Rain ft. THB JP Lyrics

Man, you know what the fuck going on, fam

Ay, uh, when you drop that album bro

Our songs gon' be the best one

Let's go

Yeah, uh, yeah, yeah

Let me start it off like this, though

A, B, C, D, E, F, G

She kept tryna spin by me

H, I, fuck that, H, I, J

Money like some thunder, I was dealing with rain

Pull the stick, hit the throttle

That bitch ain't even good for you, she sippin' Henny Bottles

Bitch, I be up on the lookout, the warning, I'm duckin' potholes

And they portray me as a villain, I'm 18, Not hollow

He hatin' with no job, though

I'm over here no soccer, but I'm kickin' off this lock though

I feel so damn famous like Mexicans in our tacos

I ain't mean to bring this into race

stop it's the weekend

So best believe we smoke on shit so good, it's hard to breathe in

And I ain't gonna spit the same shit I always spit

Bitch, we comin' from the 361, you know we goin' big

If that nigga keep on talking, he get hit up with the stick

And If you ain't paper chasing, nigga, don't you call me twin

And if I spin it once, nigga, I'ma spin that shit again

Me and my niggas goin' up, you know we gonna win

And if I catch his ass in traffic, I'ma dump it, make him spin

And if I catch his ass in traffic, I'ma make him do a flip

If I ride around my city, best believe I keep a stick

Cause these niggas, they be plotting, yeah, they tryna split my wig

I be rapping all this thug shit, cause it's the life that I live

You a baby, get your bottle, bitch, I hit that fuckin' throttle

I run this shit, one, two, three, I dodge the potholes

Yeah, I'm out the way, cause they ain't using hands, they ain't tryna squabble

Bitch, in reality, I'm like a bubble look nice till I pop you

You get JP and he pop you, it's only you who can stop you

Yeah, you try to diss on us and it get so ugly, it gon' drop you

Bitch, yeah, yeah, don't understand how fast I gained it

I turn the head so fast, it's so damn bad, I heard I sprained em'

I sprain em', the money I be claiming

Yeah, I really dropped the ball in this, not dunk, but I'ma lay in

I stopped caring, negatives all sound the same

These past days felt the same, doing same things

And I don't really fuck with that

That's why I keep my circle small, I know they have my back

That's why I keep my circle small and count up all the racks

Yeah, count up all these racks, speaking facts

I ain't never lying, I don't never cap