Porsches in the Rain lyrics

by

Chris Brown


[Intro: YBN Almighty Jay & YBN Nahmir]
Ayy bruh, GPS say 5 minutes away
It's cool, it's good, pull up
Alright, bet
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[Chorus: YBN Nahmir]
We ridin' Porsches in the rain (gang)
That lemon in my cup and I got ice up on my chain (Grrapapapow n*gga! Ayy!)
They started skatin' on me since a youngin' got the fame
But I be stackin' paper, I be stayin' in my lane (and I be stayin' in my lane)
We ridin' Porsches in the rain (we ridin' porches in the rain)
That lemon in my cup and I got ice up on my chain (Ayy! And I got ice up on my chain n*gga!)
They started skatin' on me since a youngin' got the fame
But I be stackin' paper, I be stayin' in my lane (I be stayin' in my lane n*gga! Gang!)

[Verse 1: YBN Nahmir]
I talk to bro before I sleep at night (before I sleep at night)
Before I sleep at night, he always told me grab the pipe (Grrrraa!)
I heard it's money on my head, can't let them take my life (let the take my life, Ayy!)
I keep a Glock up in the Porsche 'cause I ain't living right ('cause I ain't living right, ayy! b*tch!)
It's two 40's on my hip and please don't make me flash (don't make me flash)
I trade the Audi for the Porsche 'cause it be goin' fast (Ayy! Ayy! 'Cause it be goin' fast)
It's YBN, b*tch you know we all about the cash (Squad! Ayy! All about the cash)
If rappin' stop then you know we bringin' out the mask (bringin' out the mask)
It's 2 AM, with the poles, me and gang slide (gang slide!)
Me and gang extortin' n*ggas, watch them n*ggas cry (watch 'em cry)
I don't really play with n*ggas, play with me you die (die)
n*ggas sayin' that it's funk but they apologize (apologize)
Steel plate, 50's and them K's, I let it spray (Ayy!)
Think I'm playin', pumpin' in the club, they gon' spray the mace (spray the mace)
Free Lil' Grim, we was on the block 'fore he caught a case (Ayy! Ayy! he caught a case)
A n*gga copped a Benz but I'm bringin' out the Porsche today (Ayy! Ayy! I'm bringin' out the Porsche today!)
[Chorus: YBN Nahmir]
We ridin' Porsches in the rain (gang)
That lemon in my cup and I got ice up on my chain (Grrapapapow n*gga! Ayy!)
They started skatin' on me since a youngin' got the fame
But I be stackin' paper, I be stayin' in my lane (and I be stayin' in my lane)
We ridin' Porsches in the rain (we ridin' porches in the rain)
That lemon in my cup and I got ice up on my chain (Ayy! And I got ice up on my chain n*gga!)
They started skatin' on me since a youngin' got the fame
But I be stackin' paper, I be stayin' in my lane (I be stayin' in my lane n*gga! Gang!)

[Verse 2: YBN Almighty Jay]
Ooh
Drop-top, two b*tches in the studio gon' give top (b*tch!)
New watch bust down, the AP, not the G-Shock, ooh
b*tch, I'm a pimp like Pinky, yuh
Wrist on water Fiji
Ooh, that b*tch actin' bougie (bougie)
But she still wear Bebe
Ooh, pull up and shop (shop)
Robbed the plug, spend a bag on a watch (watch)
That b*tch a thot (b*tch!)
She started choosin', walkin' round with the knots (walkin' round with a Glock)
Yeah, Gucci sandals (sandals)
I f*cked your b*tch in flip-flops (flip-flops)
My b*tches bad, your b*tch not
Kicked the b*tch out, told her "Kick rocks!" (stupid b*tch!)
[Chorus: YBN Nahmir]
We ridin' Porsches in the rain (gang)
That lemon in my cup and I got ice up on my chain (Grrapapapow n*gga! Ayy!)
They started skatin' on me since a youngin' got the fame
But I be stackin' paper, I be stayin' in my lane (and I be stayin' in my lane)
We ridin' Porsches in the rain (we ridin' porches in the rain)
That lemon in my cup and I got ice up on my chain (Ayy! And I got ice up on my chain n*gga!)
They started skatin' on me since a youngin' got the fame
But I be stackin' paper, I be stayin' in my lane (I be stayin' in my lane n*gga! Gang!)
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