Make It Rain (feat. Rowdy Rebel)

Look, I make it rain on whoever

I make it rain that woo weather

Bitch ima dog a blue devil

I got the hoes like hugh hefner

I make it rain on whoever

I make it rain that woo weather

Bitch ima dog a blue devil

I got the hoes like hugh hefner

I can’t fuck with these niggas, they not a hunnid

Trap phone keep jumpin’

Until the fiends don’t want it

Tell dread keep drummin’

Tell dread keep dumpin’

Run ricky he running

Run ricky he running

Look

Gas in the air

You can smell the aroma

Bet I change up the motion

Pop smoke in the rover

Pop smoke run them over

Big wheel in the ocean

Everything icy

Three carats and a pointer

Rose gold

Look

Ain’t no apology

These niggas doubted me

I keep a pole tucked

Run up catch a cold cut

Put his head on his shoulder

Got the guns in the sofa

Nigga what’s the commotion

Put the guns in a holster

Till they smokin’ with the soldiers

And I’m back in the deep end

Trap trap all season

Trap open on the weekends

Niggas made 'cuz I’m eatin’

And I’m in the flossy

Where we stay reckless

Twenty-five on the left wrist

Spent twenty-five on the necklace

Have ya momma like woah

There go pop smoke

Know the opps can’t stand me

Rolls-royce no camry

Or skirt off in a panny

Hoodie on, ducking cameras

If my opps in the foreign

Then we shooting up the phantom

Know I’m outside

And I keep a pole

And I’m on the roads

30k a show

Get it in-between

Get it any means

Amiri for the jeans

Let a nigga run

I make it rain on whoever

I make it rain that woo weather

Bitch ima dog a blue devil

I got the hoes like hugh hefner

I make it rain on whoever

I make it rain that woo weather

Bitch ima dog a blue devil

I got the hoes like hugh hefner

I can’t fuck with these niggas, they not a hunnid

Trap phone keep jumpin’

Until the fiends don’t want it

Tell dread keep drummin’

Tell dread keep dumpin’

Run ricky he running

Run ricky he running

Look

Gas in the air

You can smell the aroma

Bet I change up the motion

Pop smoke in the rover

Pop smoke run them over

Big wheel in the ocean

Everything icy

Three carats and a pointer

Rose gold

Hello, this is a prepaid collect call from rowdy baybay bitch

I got the call behind the wall that it’s still lit then fuck it

I’m already going up and

My niggas ain’t shook 'cause they dumping

I treat his face like busta rhymes

Why you say that? I touch it

Then I threw the grip inside of the toilet with no remorse and flushed it

Why niggas still bluffin? I still haven’t seen nothin’

My chain hang, don’t tuck it

I touch down I’m bussin

Tell the label I need 5ms, if not I ain’t signing nothing

'Cause I’m on a flight with a russian, getting head concussion

And niggas saying that it’s lit

Real shit, it’s nothing

'Cause I’m in the wraith with your bitch, gettin lit, stuntin

Pole out in any weather, shit on rowdy you could never

Go and grab your umbrella, 'cause we make it rain on whoever

Baow, we make it rain on whoever

Gltttttt

Gltttttt

Baow, baow, baow, baow, baow

Look, I make it rain on whoever

I make it rain that woo weather

Bitch ima dog a blue devil

I got the hoes like hugh hefner

I make it rain on whoever

I make it rain that woo weather

Bitch ima dog a blue devil

I got the hoes like hugh hefner