Rain Under Your Covers Lyrics

Do it rain under your covers

That's that storm that the weatherman usually

Can't discover

Good at keeping to yourself, girl, you do it

Like no other

Probably cause you be making love without

trying to tell em that you love em

Tell him that you love em

And that's the worst way Link up with em on Thursday

Probably don't talk to em next Thursday

She see me out and she wanting to curse me

I think I finally found a way to make him fall in love

And that's the worst way Know what it's giving Em thirsty

And that's a personal opinion, please don't take it To heart

You didn't want a situation, now you making it Start

Now where we at with it

I'm probably sitting in my room with it

Making art like I got something to prove

In limited time, it's just a use, nigga

And with you coming with another excuse

Awfully rude, yet, somebody always trying to Copy you

Yesterday was always better in your eyes

Living in the past, you never had a clue

that you were sad from it

Now your only motivation is to stack hunnids

Find some love and get some peace in your heart

Find some love and get some peace in your heart

Is this really the start to the end of your problems

If you looking for a way that you can solve them

Do it rain under your covers That's that storm That the weatherman usually can't discover

Good at keeping to yourself, girl, you do it

Like no other

Probably cause you be making love without

Trying to tell em that you love em

Tell em that you love him

I saw you out about six in the morning

You hit my phone cause you saw me too

Was out the blue, right

Acted like I didn't see it So I didn't have a reason To answer

Gotta, gotta, gotta bite my tongue

Cause why would I load the gun

Pointed at me, that's a free throw

And I really don't like to bleed

Like to bleed

Probably gonna rain again tonight

It's probably raining in your bed tonight

It's alright, it's alright, it's alright it's alright

As long as it's at night

Probably fucking with your head tonight Probably Wanna take some meds tonight

It's alright, it's alright, it's alright, it's alright

As long as it's at night

Do it rain under your covers

That's that storm that the weatherman usually

Can't discover

Good at keeping to yourself, girl, you do it

Like no other

Probably cause you be making love without

Trying to tell 'em that you love him

Tell em that you love em

Tell em that you Tell em that you