Weatherman

Really i'm not like no other man I get the drip like a weatherman Bitch i am not like no other man I get the drip what's the weather, man? How's the weather been? I get the drip like the uh I get the get the drip like the thunderstorm I get the drip like a weatherman I fuck around and put me on the map Hop on the beat and you know I attack Shoutout to brodie, he keep it a stack Ice on my neck, this shit cold like a pack I'ma run up til I run up some racks She in the front but she throwing it back Don't even sip but these niggas they act I need my money, like taller than Shaq Like taller than Shaq, into the future I'm not coming back Feel like I'm Marty McFly I got fly in my name, but like Peter I'm never gon land I took a trip and I'm not coming back, killing my ego he think he the man Hop in the whip and I'm rollin, I'm rollin, I feel like I'm Herbo, my foot on the gas My head hurtin but I'm smokin on grass, I'm talking to god and you talk to the feds Gotta keep up cause life going fast I'm goin up know that's part of the plan She don't got class so I gotta pass, I throw that bitch like I'm Dak, Uh They do not know where I'm at, young nigga I been all in my bag Medusa in my blunt I'm getting stoned, I need some new ice on my wrist the type of shit that make 'em froze Sub-zero in my heart, I'm so cold But you can't catch me frozen, I had to let it go (Let it go, let it go) I'm with bro, got that pack going for the low (going for the low) I ran outta gas but I got more to smoke (but I got more to smoke) He saying he can shoot, but why you scoring low (but why scoring low) And every time I make a banger it be off the dome (it be off the dome) Straight domers, I ain't no simp son, nigga do I look like Homer I'ma stoner, but when l look back on it nigga I'm just a loner It ain't over, but I'ma go ghost like the last day in October Chain smoker, even if I want to nigga I can't stay sober (rawr xD) Huh I need the biggest range no I don't want no small rover But we in the backseat, baby pull me closer, and I can make your world spin like a locomotive She do the roller coaster She roller coaster like Six Flags, Texas Giant that's a big bag How are you saying that you let it go, when I woke up this morning you big mad Georgia peach, that's a big ass, up in the night like I'm Batman How you gon sit there and lie to my face, just like the Mad Hatter, you big cap Bitch I'm in wonderland, I need a hundred grand Know l love music I fuck with some rubber bands She on the left and my blunt in the other hand Fuck around we get the upper hand She got a summer tan, I got a hundred grams I'm finna go to another land, hop on the beat I go dumber and dumber man Really I'm not like the other men Really I'm not like no other man Uh Bitch I'm the weatherman I get the drip like a weatherman