Rich The Kid - Rain Snow (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Rich The Kid - Rain Snow (en) Lyrics
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Rain, snow, rain, sleet, or snow (Ayy)
How many nights do I gotta
stay on the grind just sellin'
dope? (All day)
Range Rove', chains on me
glow (Audemars wrist)
How many licks I had to go out and
hit to make some dough? (Licks)
Rain, snow, rain, sleet,
or snow (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Range Rove', chains on me glow
(Range, Audemars wrist)
How many licks I had to go
out and hit to make some dough?
(How many licks?)
I used to trap in the rain (Rain)
I got my wrist on snow (Snow)
I got your bitch on go (Yeah)
I was just juggin', finessin'
folk (Juggin')
Now I'm walkin' around in a
Louis coat (Louis coat)
Ride a Maybach, a Lam',
I got 'em both (Skrrt)
Where was y'all at? Y'all ain't
have hope (Have hope)
Call up Sniper Gang, pull up with
a scope (Playin' with beams)
I was poppin' pills 'cause
I couldn't cope (Nah)
Niggas hatin' on me, said
I wasn't dope (Lame)
Now I got a Rolls-Royce umbrella
for rain (Woo)
Count a hundred racks
up just for the pain
I got this shit out the mud (Mud)
'Til I ran into the plug (Plug)
Now I hit the mall, blow
a whole dub (Whole dub)
They be fake, they don't ever show
no love (No love, no love)
We the real zombies (Real zombies)
If it's a problem, we see
about it (See about it)
My first car was a Maserati (Skrrt)
Shitted on niggas, that's porta-
potty (That's porta-potty)
This that Kodak bop, yeah, I beat
the pot all on the floor
This that soda pop, nigga, I blew
off shakin' up the coast
I remember when, when I almost gave
up on the flow ('Member that?)
I was bustin' scams, makin' way more
money than a show (Makin' racks)
I was fourteen, hit the news,
jackin' cars and uppin' poles
(Baow, baow, baow, baow)
I went MIA, but please don't get
it confused, I'm from the North
(Yeah, I'm from the North)
I'm a gravedigger, somebody come
identify your folks (Sniper)
I'm a lil' paid nigga, I swear
I ain't losin' sleep about
a ho (I won't wife you)
She givin' me top, this bitch a pro,
she givin' me top just like a pro
She keep me sloppy like I'm Joe, she
givin' me sloppy like it's Joe
I'm grindin' by my mama door, I'm
sellin' cocaine, weed, and pills
Keep a bomb behind the store, I keep
some snipers ready to kill
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