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Rami - Burberry Raincoat Lyrics



Rami - Burberry Raincoat Lyrics
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You know what the f*ck going on bro, ya
I was riding in that coupe, switching lanes I was tryna make it
I dont want it for the fame, funny how you love me but you talk down on my name
Im just tryna get the bag and buss down on my chain, ya
I dont really f*ck with snitches
I got 36 wishes tryna get a mansion flood it out with bitches yeah
Yes i'm on a mission I got zero time to play
I could really get you offed in a couple different ways
This shit written in the stone I ain't got nothing to say
If she lookin at my phone I ain't got nothing to say
She just want me for my clout she just wanna come and stay
I was riding around the city and you know I got that
Aye, yeah bad lil bitch she not average
Yeah hop up in that whip and do the dash bitch
Yeah i'm losing f*cking traction if they really want some smoke I want that action
I'm up next and you know that
Yeah they pulling up and taking pictures like a kodak
Balling on them swear to god you know I f*cking blow that
And if i'm in my city best believe i'm gonna show that
I got choppers I got coolents I could really get you booted please dont test me I will do it, yeah
Got a white bitch call her whitney she keep tryna come and kiss me
Told that bitch she gotta miss me bitch im up
Bank rolls f*ckin bankrolls I got bankrolls
Burberry f*ckin raincoat in the rain though
No this not a cherokee ma baby its durango
And I got the chain finna let that bitch hang tho
30 round, big drum, big body, suburban
Im riding she twerking
Bad bitches they lurking
They tryna catch me slipping
They tryna catch me slipping
I dont really give a f*ck about the opposition
I was born I was made for this shit
I dig your grave for this shit
Pull the mac out and blow your f*cking brains for the shit
Yeah uhh, yeah
I want the louboutin christian, I am the kid i'm so gifted
Smoking on weed get me lifted, you had the shot but you missed it
These bitches want it she know that
Im tweaking, i'm tweaking, i'm tweaking
I get the pack and I blow that
I get the pack and I blow that, yeah
I get the pack and I blow that, yeah
I get the pack on a monday
She get the back on a tuesday
She wanna f*ck on the wednesday
Im grinding monday through friday
Ya dig
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You know what the f*ck going on bro, ya
I was riding in that coupe, switching lanes I was tryna make it
I dont want it for the fame, funny how you love me but you talk down on my name
Im just tryna get the bag and buss down on my chain, ya
I dont really f*ck with snitches
I got 36 wishes tryna get a mansion flood it out with bitches yeah
Yes i'm on a mission I got zero time to play
I could really get you offed in a couple different ways
This shit written in the stone I ain't got nothing to say
If she lookin at my phone I ain't got nothing to say
She just want me for my clout she just wanna come and stay
I was riding around the city and you know I got that
Aye, yeah bad lil bitch she not average
Yeah hop up in that whip and do the dash bitch
Yeah i'm losing f*cking traction if they really want some smoke I want that action
I'm up next and you know that
Yeah they pulling up and taking pictures like a kodak
Balling on them swear to god you know I f*cking blow that
And if i'm in my city best believe i'm gonna show that
I got choppers I got coolents I could really get you booted please dont test me I will do it, yeah
Got a white bitch call her whitney she keep tryna come and kiss me
Told that bitch she gotta miss me bitch im up
Bank rolls f*ckin bankrolls I got bankrolls
Burberry f*ckin raincoat in the rain though
No this not a cherokee ma baby its durango
And I got the chain finna let that bitch hang tho
30 round, big drum, big body, suburban
Im riding she twerking
Bad bitches they lurking
They tryna catch me slipping
They tryna catch me slipping
I dont really give a f*ck about the opposition
I was born I was made for this shit
I dig your grave for this shit
Pull the mac out and blow your f*cking brains for the shit
Yeah uhh, yeah
I want the louboutin christian, I am the kid i'm so gifted
Smoking on weed get me lifted, you had the shot but you missed it
These bitches want it she know that
Im tweaking, i'm tweaking, i'm tweaking
I get the pack and I blow that
I get the pack and I blow that, yeah
I get the pack and I blow that, yeah
I get the pack on a monday
She get the back on a tuesday
She wanna f*ck on the wednesday
Im grinding monday through friday
Ya dig
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Writer: Rami Elamine
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