Lyrics Let It Rain - Action Bronson

Let It Rain

Uh, uh, uh, uh
Yeah, now I’m ready, uh
Your pockets' slim pickings
Lay 'em out like grilled chicken
It’s been an hour but that blunt still hittin' like a champion
Eatin' scampi with Batali, 50 feet from the Pantheon
And that’s my life, 60k for the glass pipe
I’ll break it on your head if you don’t act right
There’ll be bagpipes playin' like a cop died
While I wiggle 850s wearing foxhide
I pray to Jobu that we all get money and live life sunny with a gold pool
But the fact is, I stand alone like cactus
Hide money under tempurpedic mattresses, shit
You don’t know the half of this (you bitch), nah (you bitch)
I serve the Jersey Shore Line with furs on (Uh)
It’s my world, get my swerve on (Oh)
Install the turbo on the Cherokee for certain
It’s like my life directed by Tim Burton
And daddy twisted off the henara
And I’m always on the center stage
Reminisce on better days in a hammock, reading Hemingway
Trying to get a better brain, then it rained
Let it rain (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I must’ve been a junkie in my past life, man
I must’ve been a junkie in my past life