Blue Devils (Remix)

(I can't stand the rain)

Okay, let me get 'em

Baby ain't sparin' shit, everybody gotta' get it

Every muh'fuckin' car a nigga ridin' in is tinted

They ain't heard nothin' from the Carolinas in a minute

Nasty, get on it, and ride it 'til she's finished

I'll give them niggas ten, 20 thousand, make 'em spend it

Or pull the pistol out, make you holler if you hear me

Two pretty bitches lookin' out the window, sayin'-

There go Trap, he always talkin' 'bout two letters

Crosstreks, he say he ridin' on whoever (whoever)

Tar heels, Carolina Blue Devils

We make it rain, blue hunnids, new weather

I can't stand no nigga who talk that shit like he gon' shoot better

Pull out and up it on whoever

Fuckin' his hoe, she say, "I get yo' boo wetter"

I'm wit' this bitch and she 5'7

I got a 5'7

I up this bitch, send some shots at him

I let that fire go for real

Come pour some water on me, make me chill

Why you keep lookin' like that? What's the deal?

You ain't give that pussy up, hoe, be for real

Ain't one of them lil' niggas you gotta' lie to

That can't make you nut back-to-back the way I do

Listen, I ain't into gettin' out, gettin' in my feelings

Told you not to play wit' my pimpin'

Baby ain't doin' no motherfuckin' kissin'

Cut off every bitch who don't listen, hoe

Start to think that my whip need a bathroom, pull up on them niggas and I shitted

Brought the Phantom out, did it for the Carolinas, five seats, I'm the only nigga in it

They don't know if I bought it or a nigga went to rent it

She pull up, and she swallow all my kids, I can't forget it

Even when a nigga in and out of town, get in my feelings

It be bitches over here, but somethin' 'bout 'em, it be missin'

Cold lil' nigga in the summer, need a coat

Cold lil' bitch, she come and hug me wit' her throat

Poor-ass nigga somewhere askin' for a poke

She come and bust it open for DaBaby, I'm the G.O.A.T., believe that

There go Trap, now bring that shit back like a re-run

I told you, "I was the shit since a B-gun"

Hondas, matter fact, driveby's, Nissan

My pockets big like Big Pun

I got a plug out in Asia, he get it to me no matter the season

We're servin' bags, makin' plays, and if you pull up, you can get you a cheap one

Shades on like I'm Johnny Cage

Four-five like I'm Michael J

Attitude like I'm Dr. Dre

He not a killa, he kill by mistake

We get it on like I'm Marvin Gaye

We catch a body, then we celebrate

Wish he would try me, that's another case

We're takin' shots, no chase (boom!)

Checkin' on me like it's Instagram

My nigga poppin' them Percs and don't care 'bout the milligram

I seen my cousin' lose trial, he left the court wit' a smile like he don't even give a damn

Shooters wit' me like I'm Cunningham

Just took my aunty another gram, know I ain't one of them (boom!)

Before the buzz, nigga, I been through the mud, and ain't talkin' 'bout Monster Jam

Working so hard, no days off

I'm in the streets for real, used to trap at the Days Inn

I know this shit gon' pay off

Boss like Rick Ross, I used to trip off a net ten

Brand-new Glock, best friend

I'm shootin' shit for real, this shit cave ya' chest in

Kyrie Irving, left hand

They're sayin'-

(I can't stand the rain, against my window)

(I can't stand the rain, against my window)

(I can't stand the rain)