Ferraris In The Rain

Yeah

(Da-da, da-da, da-da) yeah

(Da-da, da-da) yeah, yeah

(Da-da, da-da, da-da) yeah

(Da-da, da-da) yeah, yeah

Ah

Look, I whip the 'Rari in the rain

Ice in my veins, I'm sippin' on Bacardi straight

Just gettin' started, a Harley 8 (uh)

Icin' all on me, I'm a birthday party cake (happy birthday)

I'm blowin' out your candles

They hike the ball to me, I'm the quarterback, I know about the scramble

I be guardin' sixty seconds flat (out here)

I'm a vintage stepper, Stacy Adams shoes with a Stetson hat (yeah)

Don't make me come out of my stage ensemble (do it)

My latest combo, danced on the work, did the macarena and the mambo

I slide electric, worldwide respected (uh)

The method's been tried and tested

Chew on the track but this stomach acid digested

Luther prepare a naked section and then I dressed it

You puttin' lipstick on the pig, can't slap a bow on the bum

Wrap a ribbon around his wig and make him crisp (the fuck you doin', man?)

I'm a genuine article (uh)

The jammy's a food processor, it'll blend you into particles

Inside a venue, I'm Spartacus (me)

I'm the finisher, you still workin' with a starter kit (come on)

That boy is buggin', he got bars to spit

(Al-Alchemist, Alchemist)

I know that you stand up, sit your ass down-

Yeah, yeah

Uh, uh, okay

Rain, rain, take the pain away (ayy, yeah, yeah)

White thing off a layaway (white ho, yeah)

Four-five, you gon' fade away (pew, pew, pew)

On God, who gon' play today? Hmm, yeah

The rose grill, is that the pearly gates?

The big clock, it got the bumper face (face)

Hmm, the all-whites, I got shit to say (say)

Fell out the sky, shit to say, hmm

White, white, hmm, fuck that

Oh, fuckboy (ayy)

This you, disgusting

Get him away from me

Y'all know I do what the fuck I want

Just, you know, doin' what I do, you know

What rapper out there you would like to work with right now?

None of 'em

Hahaha, tell 'em-, tell 'em the truth, man

Tell them rappers what you really think

Of these motherfuckers who rip your style, man

Tell 'em, hahaha

Tell 'em, tell 'em what you really think of these rappers who rip your style, man

Nah, I'm just-

I'm a fan, man, I got love for 'em, for the-

For the game, man, you know

Stay focused, man, you know what I mean

Sure y'all can tell life ain't no joke, man, you know what I mean

It ain't a game, stay focused, man

Make sure you cautious before you make a move

That could be the last move you make, you heard? (Mm-hmm)