Lyrics: Cameron Sanders
[Intro]
Uh, uh
[Verse 1]
I want that Goyard, I want that Saint Laurent (That Saint Laurent)
I want that bad bitch, she gon' suck it, yeah (Suck it, yeah)
I want them niggas dead, yeah, go **** 'em up, yeah
Put dick in her throat, wipe up in the truck, yeah
[Chorus]
Let it pour, let it rain (Let it rain)
She gon' **** you for the fame (Yeah, yeah)
I stayed down, I ain't change (Yeah, yeah)
**** that ho, put it in her membrane
We don't give a ****, bang it 'til it pop (Yeah, yeah)
Bitch want that Ruth Chris, said she tryna shop
Got that ho on lock, had to shoot the shot
**** with us, 'bout to get back, brodie, drop it
[Verse 2]
Niggas tryna put me in a box, I feel like Roddy
It's Chanel on that ho, let her go, she ain't my shawty
How you mad? I was tryna let you know, I was being honest
I was in my bag, told me, "Slide through," I had to push up on it, yeah
Drank that shit like medicine, that Gin herbal tonic, yeah
Make that pussy mine, I love the way she be on it, yeah
Ran this ho up off the X, I ain't stoppin'
Ran this ho up off the drugs, I was off 'em
[Chorus]
Let it pour, let it rain (Let it pour, let it rain)
She gon' **** you for the fame (For the fame)
I stayed down, I ain't change (Yeah, yeah)
**** that ho, put it in her membrane
We don't give a ****, bang it 'til it pop (Pop)
Bitch want that Ruth Chris, said she tryna shop (Shop)
Got that ho on lock, had to shoot the shot
**** with us, 'bout to get back, brodie, drop it
[Outro]
**** with us, 'bout to get back, brodie, drop it