Aye
Sleet, hail, snow, on my raincoat
Flat stacked bills or a bankroll
Drip different every day can't wear the same clothes
Should I go buss down or a plain jane
Hm
T up in the club make it rain
You a goofy imma boss, no we are not the same
Don't say that we gang
My bitch fire, yo bitch don't tang
Tryna be real rich like my name Bruce Wayne
Whole squad lit while we pop champagne
Yeah I'm up in my bag I ain't worried 'bout fame
Boy we got bills, while you got chump change
Try to play, leave yo ass in the paint, Monet
If ain't 'bout the racks better keep shit brief
Put some wax in the blunt with a pinch of the keef
She getting real wet like the beach or the reef
Don't trust that hoe, she gon' lie through her teeth
He tried to keep up, now he can't no more
Ever since I dropped, knew my raps gon blow
I ain't linking with a bitch if something feels off good luck tryna hit me with a backdoor
Hit the mall, cash out, now they close up the store
See they faces real shocked when I spit in the yo
See they faces real shocked when I up all the dough
If you tryna get like me don't do the most
Or you gonna be last
Hm
Bitch shaking ass
If you ain't chip in and we not close it's all puff no pass
'Cause this shit gas
That's facts
Cutting right up on the freeway
Blinking every cut gotta relay
So I don't mack
Just because I like to stack don't mean I'm a cheapskate
Being broke never go back
Cutting right up on the freeway
Blinking every cut gotta relay
So I don't mack
Just because I like to stack don't mean I'm a cheapskate
Being broke never go back
Sleet, hail, snow, on my raincoat
Flat stacked bills or a bankroll
Drip different every day can't wear the same clothes
Should I go buss down or a plain jane
Hm
T up in the club make it rain
You a goofy imma boss, no we are not the same
Don't say that we gang
My bitch fire, yo bitch don't tang
Tryna be real rich like my name Bruce Wayne
Whole squad lit while we pop champagne
Yeah I'm up in my bag I ain't worried 'bout fame
Boy we got bills, while you got chump change
Try to play, leave yo ass in the paint, Monet
If ain't 'bout the racks better keep shit brief
Put some wax in the blunt with a pinch of the keef
She getting real wet like the beach or the reef
Don't trust that hoe, she gon' lie through her teeth
If she wanna f*ck gotta keep it low-key
So that mean don't wanna meet your dad or OG
Just wanna lay the pipe getting lost at sea
Boy this sauce too rare can't copy my steez
You got one car while we got a whole fleet
My bitch real bad she always on fleek
They tryna get me gone cause I murdered that beat
Ain't giving shit back so don't need a receipt
If she wanna f*ck gotta keep it low-key
So that mean don't wanna meet your dad or OG
Just wanna lay the pipe getting lost at sea
Boy this sauce too rare can't copy my steez
You got one car while we got a whole fleet
My bitch real bad she always on fleek
They tryna get me gone cause I murdered that beat
Ain't giving shit back so don't need a receipt
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2FR - Hail Lyrics
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English
Aye
Sleet, hail, snow, on my raincoat
Flat stacked bills or a bankroll
Drip different every day can't wear the same clothes
Should I go buss down or a plain jane
Hm
T up in the club make it rain
You a goofy imma boss, no we are not the same
Don't say that we gang
My bitch fire, yo bitch don't tang
Tryna be real rich like my name Bruce Wayne
Whole squad lit while we pop champagne
Yeah I'm up in my bag I ain't worried 'bout fame
Boy we got bills, while you got chump change
Try to play, leave yo ass in the paint, Monet
If ain't 'bout the racks better keep shit brief
Put some wax in the blunt with a pinch of the keef
She getting real wet like the beach or the reef
Don't trust that hoe, she gon' lie through her teeth
He tried to keep up, now he can't no more
Ever since I dropped, knew my raps gon blow
I ain't linking with a bitch if something feels off good luck tryna hit me with a backdoor
Hit the mall, cash out, now they close up the store
See they faces real shocked when I spit in the yo
See they faces real shocked when I up all the dough
If you tryna get like me don't do the most
Or you gonna be last
Hm
Bitch shaking ass
If you ain't chip in and we not close it's all puff no pass
'Cause this shit gas
That's facts
Cutting right up on the freeway
Blinking every cut gotta relay
So I don't mack
Just because I like to stack don't mean I'm a cheapskate
Being broke never go back
Cutting right up on the freeway
Blinking every cut gotta relay
So I don't mack
Just because I like to stack don't mean I'm a cheapskate
Being broke never go back
Sleet, hail, snow, on my raincoat
Flat stacked bills or a bankroll
Drip different every day can't wear the same clothes
Should I go buss down or a plain jane
Hm
T up in the club make it rain
You a goofy imma boss, no we are not the same
Don't say that we gang
My bitch fire, yo bitch don't tang
Tryna be real rich like my name Bruce Wayne
Whole squad lit while we pop champagne
Yeah I'm up in my bag I ain't worried 'bout fame
Boy we got bills, while you got chump change
Try to play, leave yo ass in the paint, Monet
If ain't 'bout the racks better keep shit brief
Put some wax in the blunt with a pinch of the keef
She getting real wet like the beach or the reef
Don't trust that hoe, she gon' lie through her teeth
If she wanna f*ck gotta keep it low-key
So that mean don't wanna meet your dad or OG
Just wanna lay the pipe getting lost at sea
Boy this sauce too rare can't copy my steez
You got one car while we got a whole fleet
My bitch real bad she always on fleek
They tryna get me gone cause I murdered that beat
Ain't giving shit back so don't need a receipt
If she wanna f*ck gotta keep it low-key
So that mean don't wanna meet your dad or OG
Just wanna lay the pipe getting lost at sea
Boy this sauce too rare can't copy my steez
You got one car while we got a whole fleet
My bitch real bad she always on fleek
They tryna get me gone cause I murdered that beat
Ain't giving shit back so don't need a receipt
Sleet, hail, snow, on my raincoat
Flat stacked bills or a bankroll
Drip different every day can't wear the same clothes
Should I go buss down or a plain jane
Hm
T up in the club make it rain
You a goofy imma boss, no we are not the same
Don't say that we gang
My bitch fire, yo bitch don't tang
Tryna be real rich like my name Bruce Wayne
Whole squad lit while we pop champagne
Yeah I'm up in my bag I ain't worried 'bout fame
Boy we got bills, while you got chump change
Try to play, leave yo ass in the paint, Monet
If ain't 'bout the racks better keep shit brief
Put some wax in the blunt with a pinch of the keef
She getting real wet like the beach or the reef
Don't trust that hoe, she gon' lie through her teeth
He tried to keep up, now he can't no more
Ever since I dropped, knew my raps gon blow
I ain't linking with a bitch if something feels off good luck tryna hit me with a backdoor
Hit the mall, cash out, now they close up the store
See they faces real shocked when I spit in the yo
See they faces real shocked when I up all the dough
If you tryna get like me don't do the most
Or you gonna be last
Hm
Bitch shaking ass
If you ain't chip in and we not close it's all puff no pass
'Cause this shit gas
That's facts
Cutting right up on the freeway
Blinking every cut gotta relay
So I don't mack
Just because I like to stack don't mean I'm a cheapskate
Being broke never go back
Cutting right up on the freeway
Blinking every cut gotta relay
So I don't mack
Just because I like to stack don't mean I'm a cheapskate
Being broke never go back
Sleet, hail, snow, on my raincoat
Flat stacked bills or a bankroll
Drip different every day can't wear the same clothes
Should I go buss down or a plain jane
Hm
T up in the club make it rain
You a goofy imma boss, no we are not the same
Don't say that we gang
My bitch fire, yo bitch don't tang
Tryna be real rich like my name Bruce Wayne
Whole squad lit while we pop champagne
Yeah I'm up in my bag I ain't worried 'bout fame
Boy we got bills, while you got chump change
Try to play, leave yo ass in the paint, Monet
If ain't 'bout the racks better keep shit brief
Put some wax in the blunt with a pinch of the keef
She getting real wet like the beach or the reef
Don't trust that hoe, she gon' lie through her teeth
If she wanna f*ck gotta keep it low-key
So that mean don't wanna meet your dad or OG
Just wanna lay the pipe getting lost at sea
Boy this sauce too rare can't copy my steez
You got one car while we got a whole fleet
My bitch real bad she always on fleek
They tryna get me gone cause I murdered that beat
Ain't giving shit back so don't need a receipt
If she wanna f*ck gotta keep it low-key
So that mean don't wanna meet your dad or OG
Just wanna lay the pipe getting lost at sea
Boy this sauce too rare can't copy my steez
You got one car while we got a whole fleet
My bitch real bad she always on fleek
They tryna get me gone cause I murdered that beat
Ain't giving shit back so don't need a receipt
Writer: Francisco Ramirez
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
