Letras Rain - Fat Trel, Lil Durk

Rain

Just get your umbrella\nNow get your umbrella, umbrella, umbrella\nJust get your umbrella (it's rainin' bullets)\nJust get your umbrella, umbrella, umbrella (rahh)\nJust get your umbrella (it's rainin' bullets, it’s rainin' bullets)\nJust get your umbrella, umbrella, umbrella\nJust keep your umbrella, it might rain today\nGo, go, 30's and 50's and 100's and choppers just makin' it rain (brrrrrrr)\nWe send them oppers to doubters, I promise you’ll fuck with the gang (fuck with\nthe gang)\nWe don’t be worried, no problems, I promise we not the same (nah,\nwe ain’t the same)\nShe probably fucking with me cause I’m gleeshy, you is a lame (mwah)\nGo get your umbrella, I prolly pop off with barettas (with barettas)\nMy new bitch is yella and she gettin' money, it’s all for the cheddar (the bank)\nHer pussy is better but I want her sister, I heard it was wetter (mwah)\nI hope she don’t tell her, she tweakin', she thinkin' she wanted the fellas\n(say what?)\nAnd I’m doin' better, she want this dick, if she eat I’ma let her (I'ma let her)\nIn the bank with the teller, all of this money I fuck up the weather\nGiuseppe’s the leather\nDressed in designer like we won’t impress ya\nGiuseppe’s the leather\nWe dressed in designer like we won’t impress ya\nI’ma get fresh today, might fuck a op bitch today (yeah, woah)\nI’ma go price today, just tote the .9 today (drank, just get it)\nMight have a shoot out today, just stay inside today (rahh, let’s get it)\nDon’t come outside today, it’s gonna rain today (too late, rahh)\nJust get your umbrella\nNow get your umbrella, umbrella, umbrella\nJust get your umbrella (it's rainin' bullets)\nJust get your umbrella, umbrella, umbrella (rahh)\nJust get your umbrella (it's rainin' bullets)\nJust get your umbrella, umbrella, umbrella\nJust keep your umbrella, it might rain today\nRain, rain go away, they shootin' round (shootin' round)\nTJ tryna whack a bitch, he will follow (will follow)\nI’ma sip this Actavis and get you to go (get you to go)\nWe don’t fuck with fashion, we don’t fuck with umbrellas\nAll this rain, window pane, 30 pops, gang gangs\nSee the watch, see the chain, you are not the same\nI’m the shit, who’s to blame? That’s your boyfriend, what’s his name?\nI’m as hot as fire flames, every time the tire change\nIf you not the die gang, I feel sorry for the lames\nEvery time my .9 bang, throw a party for the lames\nIf you not the die gang, I feel sorry for the lames\nEvery time my .9 bang, throw a party for the lames\nI’ma get fresh today, might fuck a op bitch today (yeah, woah)\nI’ma go price today, just tote the .9 today (drank, just get it)\nMight have a shoot out today, just stay inside today (rahh, let’s get it)\nDon’t come outside today, it’s gonna rain today (too late, rahh)\nJust get your umbrella\nNow get your umbrella, umbrella, umbrella\nJust get your umbrella (it's rainin' bullets)\nJust get your umbrella, umbrella, umbrella (rahh)\nJust get your umbrella (it's rainin' bullets)\nJust get your umbrella, umbrella, umbrella\nJust keep your umbrella, it might rain today