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')