Lyrics Make It Rain - Nines, Streetz

Make It Rain

Roll to my nigga at the B-Strip club and.
Make that money rain as they taking off they clothes
Take that grease out the Pyrex then I.
Make that money rain as they taking off they clothes
Order 10 weed kilos then I’m gonna…
Make that money rain as they taking off they clothes
Order plane tickets, Cali is the mission
Try imagine if you was me
22 about to make a mil off of movin keys
Me and Jaz up in Nike Town with like 5 G’s
You never seen my Air Forces I designed these
Chillin on the block cah there’s nothing to do
Used to be dead broke I was stuck on a Q
Nowadays I stretch coke turn 1 into 2
Earrings look like egg yolks she’s in love with the crew
When I say I’m gonna squeeze a shell, I don’t mean a snail
Real G’s in jail feel my words like they’re reading braille
I’m gettin' money now they say I best save
I’m gonna pop 100 bottles at the next rave
Make it back the next day
Press yay, get paid
My little n*gga in charge will make the tek spray
They got my n*ggas Cash and Hydro doin time
30 years if that was me I’ll probably lose my mind
Roll to my nigga at the B-Strip club and.
Make that money rain as they taking off they clothes
Take that grease out the Pyrex then I.
Make that money rain as they taking off they clothes
Order 10 weed kilos then I’m gonna…
Make that money rain
Make that, make that money rain
Make that money rain
Make that, make that money rain as they taking off they clothes
Grind hard so I’m killin with fiends
Don’t blame me, the streets keep sellin me dreams
I’m about that
Money in the duffel pack, traphouse swallow wraps
Squares cuttin, I eat off waffle stacks
I’m in a different world b
Can’t see bars like no reception on the LG
Tryna be good for my Mums sake
N*ggas link chicks, loved up while I’m up late
I’m just tryna grind, pockets full, stuffed plates
These dudes wanna die and go on nuff dates
Besides that, out late, wake up early
STD from the Queen I got her ps (mad)
Every days the same on the thunder block
Pissed that my bros doin time I wan bun the clock
Fiends know I’m about, deliver like pizza
What can I say my aura’s white, Rita (no Rockafella)
Roll to my nigga at the B-Strip club and.
Make that money rain as they taking off they clothes
Take that grease out the Pyrex then I.
Make that money rain as they taking off they clothes
Order 10 weed kilos then I’m gonna…
Make that, make that money rain as they taking off they clothes
Order plane tickets, Cali is the mission