ROLANDO (Caught In The Rain)

[Intro]
Now a nigga really startin to understand whats goin on (Basso)
It was all in front of me, I just had to go get it
Look, look, grr
[Verse ]
Said Ima make bail tonight, huh
Ima cause hell, I might, huh
Roll through the city, bad little bitty
She gave me head on sight
And I got a safer route (I got a safer)
Im tryna make it out (Im tryna make it)
Wont do the shit for clout (No I wont)
Come get with me, come get with me
Im from the Flossy (Woo, woo)
Im with them killer niggas, come and talk to me (Come and talk to me)
You could try to walk with me (Come on)
But you cant step in my shoes
Ima clear the room, Ima go boom (Boom, boom, boom, boom)
I got the anger, pain (That pain)
I still sip champagne (Champagne)
Thirty shots (Grrt, bow)
Clеar out the whole damn spot (This spot)
I got a whole lot to losе
But I got a whole lot of shots
Picture me rollin and controllin, doin what I do
Breakin rules, might make the news
Dont be a stupid nigga, play me, you a fool
And Ill show you what Im in for
Why the **** you say a nigga changed up? (Watch it)
You was tryna get your name up (You was)
I was here chasing paper (Chasing)
Sorry hater, see you later, turn to vapor
Alexander McQueen (McQueen, huh?)
Thats what I rock on my feet
But I could throw on that Dior
Get me more with any means
I could throw on that Supreme
But Im way past that, where your stash at? (Where is it?)
Rip em up, make him bleed
Aint no rap cap in my last track
Thirty pull up in your dreams (Uh-huh)
Kick ya CashApp, let me have that (Kick that shit)
Six racks, runnin free (Uh-huh)
Ima backtrack, no, I aint have that
But Ima still make a scene (Make a scene )
Lemon squeeze, lemon squeeze
Bad little Puerto Rican, little piece (Sheesh)
Turn up the heat, six-oh degrees (Turn it up)
Im Dusty rollin from the Clocc (From the Clocc)
And I can surely get you shot (I could)
Dont play, you talk to cops (Dont play)
And now you turn into a stain, a opp
I could see everything I need (I see)
Its all right in front of me
I just got to grab and reach
Pussy nigga tried to play with me
He lay deceased (He dead)
Mike Amiri for the jeans (Mike Amiri)
Bitch, you know I keep a pole (A pole)
I do this for all my Rolandos on the road
Know they stay ten toes, wont fold
[Outro]
Grrt
Bow, bow, bow, bow