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Yup It's like niggas gotta understand how this How shit this started And how this shit gone end Tahaha shit Forever Bullets raining yeah We change the weather Momma telling me to Get my shit together Talking bout dem Rain drops I don't like to say much I kept it Gucci I ain't never flip flop We gone make that dollar That's in any weather Back n forth on flights Just to change the weather Yeah we racin Rose gold Patek trophy Looking like the Naismith Forever Small circle yeah I keep it solid 7 racks on jackets That's that louie garments I'm quick to catch a play Yeah I lost all my conscious Play the hand that I was dealt Run a Boston by myself Thinking like what is next Feel like I've done it all Seen a half-a-ticket Trapped on Pharr Road Got ties with the mob Ain't no running off Put it on your head That goes for anybody Turn em to a trending topic She get fly, she say she know about it Thom browne strips I feel like joe exotic I might just black out A nigga disrespect I might just crash out Bullets raining yeah we change the weather Momma telling me to Get my shit together Talking bout dem Rain drops I don't like to say much I kept it Gucci I ain't never flip flop We gone make that dollar That's in any weather Back n forth on flights Just to change the weather Yeah we racin Rose gold Patek trophy Looking like the Naismith Slidin' slidin' I'm riding Forgis on the bullet Got it glidin' 24s in the rear The rims match her body With the racks in the middle Like my name is Roddy Fuck it up, we get it back I fuck her with no strings attached She tryna cuff me Baby don't get comfy You cannot play me for no dummy When we out you just the homie Yeah No lovie dovie I can't cuff shit unless it's money But I can Change the weather Shoot my shot like Reddit Pouring purple rain In the fast lane Bullets raining yeah We change the weather Momma telling me to Get my shit together Talking bout dem Rain drops I don't like to say much I kept it Gucci I ain't never flip flop We gone make that dollar That's in any weather Back n forth on flights Just to change the weather Yeah we racin Rose gold Patek trophy Looking like the Naismith