let it pour

Oou that Goyard, I want that Saint Laurent

Oou that bad bitch, she gon' suck it up

Oou them niggas dead, they gon' fuck em up

That bih think her throat worth a Bentley truck

Let it pour, let it rain

She gon' fuck it for the fame

I stayed down, I ain't change

Fuck that hoe, put it in her membrane

We don't give a fuck, break it 'til it pop

Bitch want that Ruth's Chris, said she tryn' shop

Got that hoe on lock, had to shoot the shot

Fuck with us, bout that get-back, bodies droppin'

Niggas tryna put me in a box, I feel like Roddy

Put Chanel on that hoe, let it go, she ain't my shawty

How you mad? I was tryna let you know, I was bein' honest

I was in my bag, told me slide through, I had to push up on it, yeah

Drink that shit like medicine, that gin and herbal tonic, yeah

Make that pussy rain, yeah, I love the way she be on it, yeah

Ran this hoe up a hunnid x, I ain't stoppin'

Ran this hoe up on the drugs, I was off em

Let it pour, let it rain

She gon' fuck it for the fame

I stayed down, I ain't change

Fuck that hoe, put it in her membrane

We don't give a fuck, break it 'til it pop

Bitch want that Ruth's Chris, said she tryn' shop

Got that hoe on lock

Fuck with us, bout that get-back, bodies droppin'

(Fuck with us, bout that get-back, bodies droppin')