Porsches In the Rain

We ridin' Porsches in the rain

That lemon in my cup and I got ice up on my chain

They started skatin' on me since a youngin got the fame

But I be stackin' paper, I be stayin' in my lane

(And I be stayin' in my lane)

We ridin' Porsches in the rain

That lemon in my cup and I got ice up on my chain

They started skatin' on me since a youngin got the fame

But I be stackin' paper, I be stayin' in my lane

Aye, I talk to bro before I sleep at night

Before I sleep at night, he always told me, "Gotta fight"

I heard it's money on my head, can't let 'em take my life

I keep the Glock up in the Porsche 'cause I ain't livin' right

It's two .40's on my hip, bitch, please don't make me flash

I trade the Audi for the Porsche 'cause it be goin' fast

It's YBN, bitch, you know we all about the cash

If rappers talk, then you know we bringin' out the masks

It's 2 A.M., with the poles, me and gang slide

Me and gang extort them ****, watch them **** cry

I don't really play with ****, play with me, you die

**** sayin' that it's funk, but they apologize

Steel plate, 50's in them K's, I let it spray

Think I'm playin', bumpin' in the club, they gon' spray the mace

Free Lil Grim, we was on the block 'fore he caught a case

A **** copped a Benz, but I'm bringin' out the Porsche today

We ridin' Porsches in the rain

That lemon in my cup and I got ice up on my chain

They started skatin' on me since a youngin got the fame

But I be stackin' paper, I be stayin' in my lane

(And I be stayin' in my lane)

We ridin' Porsches in the rain

That lemon in my cup and I got ice up on my chain

They started skatin' on me since a youngin got the fame

But I be stackin' paper, I be stayin' in my lane

Ooh, drop top, two bitches in the studio gon' give top

New watch, bust down that AP, not a G-Shock

Ooh, bitch, I'm a pimp like Pinky

Wrist on water, Fiji

Ooh, that bitch actin' bougie

But she still wear Bebe

Ooh, pull up and shop

Rob the plug, spend a bag on a watch

Ooh, that bitch your thot

Started choosin', walkin' 'round with the knots

Yeah, Gucci sandals

I put your bitch in flip flops

My bitch is bad, your bitch not

Kick the bitch out, told her, "Kick rocks"

We ridin' Porsches in the rain

That lemon in my cup and I got ice up on my chain

They started skatin' on me since a youngin got the fame

But I be stackin' paper, I be stayin' in my lane

(And I be stayin' in my lane)

We ridin' Porsches in the rain

That lemon in my cup and I got ice up on my chain

They started skatin' on me since a youngin got the fame

But I be stackin' paper, I be stayin' in my lane

(I be stayin' in my lane, ****)

(Porsches in the rain)