
rain water Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
I was walking in the rain, how it feel to be insane
If niggas stealing money, we gon' charge it to the game
Niggas know he looking rent, he better stay up off the cane
I'm really not that funny, niggas laughing at my pain
31 shots, Halloween, real top dealer Once in my C code and he a real pot pillar
Carly get my chest, I make the real top drilling Carly bite me out, I won't get killed by
a nigga I know you've seen me
They talk to you because they wanna be me Don't let them put me on the TV
I'll probably make you see me jump in 3D The shit I'm making been on repeat
I finally got some shit that put me to sleep You cry today, it's cutting too deep
You gon' cry, I been a niece, I know a tragedy I put some music out to see if they gon' check it
She asked if I'm embarrassed, no, my love, you just rejected
I make some music, I ain't dropping, I'm overstepping
I know you love her, but there ain't no point, she moving racks
I set the test, I make it seeming that I'm desperate
I set the test, I catch the semen, ho, you catch it
I crash my car, but you ain't see it, cause I wrecked it
I put my bars on, make them read it like a message
Belt for 40 and the belt just for your bitch She like to tell me stories and she asking who I'm with
Rainwater when I'm playing with the clit Plain chowder, I be higher than a bitch
Hard pros when you walking in, real top chillin' Niggas, I say water, need a real distiller
Niggas tryna beat me, I'm a real top piller Not gon' sit around with little would-be killers
When you ain't cold, I know you actually That's why I come around, you try to tax me
Don't come around and try to brax me The love I had for you, I lost it last week
I can't lie, I'm sorry I'm just a little, I'm just a little
I can't, I can't, I play the fiddle, I got the griddle
I know a nigga said he kill me, he ain't do it
They won't believe you killing, post a pic of when you do it
I know some niggas shoot their gun, I shoot my music
I know some niggas post their gun up, they ain't use it
Pain water, it be raining on my kicks I'm doing numbers, I'm in Canada by six
They tryna beat me, I ain't doing no more clicks She need to check her body, check the bunion, bitch
I know you actually That's why I come around, you try to tax me
Don't come around and try to brax me The love I had for you, I lost it last week
I can't lie, I'm sorry I'm just a little, I'm just a little