Weatherman (How we Coming) lyrics

by

Trippie Redd



[Intro]
Yeah Yay
Yeah Yeah Yay
Yay Yay, Yay Yay Yay
[?] to the late night
[?] to the late night
Yeah

[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Wake up, spark my blunt and take another hit
Man I got it raining, I'm the weatherman
I don't beef with n*ggas, I'm the bigger man
But if you make the first move, we gon' sever heads

That's just how we comin' shawty
That's just how we comin' shawty
That's just how we comin' shawty
That's just how we comin'

Pull up with my dawgs like its legal out in public
I don't give a f*ck, never worry bout nothin'
n*ggas want some beef, I'ma give they ass the oven
Watch em heat and turn to nothin'
I'm poppin', go discuss it
I'm chillin in the hood, know I run it
Got b*tch good in the back counting money
I feel god damn good, I donе got this sh*t jumpin'
Pourin' up pain, but, I cannot feel it
I just feel it
Percocet, illest
f*ck it up, kill it
Fashion and winning
Camе up from the trenches
Oh my god, we did it
Mama, bae, we did it
[?] we did it
Mansions we did it
Expansions we did it

Wake up, spark my blunt and take another hit
Man I got it raining, I'm the weatherman
I don't beef with n*ggas, I'm the bigger man
But if you make the first move, we gon' sever heads

That's just how we comin' shawty
That's just how we comin' shawty
That's just how we comin' shawty
That's just how we comin'

Pull up with my dawgs like its legal out in public
I don't give a f*ck, never worry bout nothin'
n*ggas want some beef, I'ma give they ass the oven
Watch em heat and turn to nothin'
I'm poppin', go discuss it
I'm chillin in the hood, know I run it
Got b*tch good in the back counting money
I feel god damn good, I done got this sh*t jumpin'
Pourin' up pain, but, I cannot feel it
I just feel it
Percocet, illest
f*ck it up, kill it
Fashion and winning
Came up from the trenches
Oh my god, we did it
Mama, bae, we did it
[?] we did it
Mansions we did it
Expansions we did it
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