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Weather
by PM FRVR
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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
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
