Weather Report

Yeah, I gotta admit it, you got me wishing Running all over my mind, yeah you what I've been missing You got me switching Baby you know that you bad as f*ck and you got my attention Mm yeah I need a weather report I had to go south, had to see for myself had to get me a weather report All of ya friends used to swear that hate me They always was ready for war Now we got a better rapport I flooded my neck, yeah this shit get so wet that they needed a weather report Ayy Baby you wetting the floor, you got the latest Dior I love how you know you the star of the show And you're gonna scoop the awards Im out here jogging on all of these rappers who swear that this shit is a sport Im gonna buy you the store ay, I wanna take you on tour ay I really mean it, but she don't believe me She told me love me or leave me, never deceive me I know that you heard things about me, they said I'm a demon 5 fouls you could get ejected with the way you keep reaching Set a reminder and cancel your plans Need you here by the end of the day Get you an uber, come to the crib Don't wanna hear bout no fucking delay Pop us some pills we could just chill We taking henny shots straight to the face I'm in field, I can't keep still You running my mind while I'm running a play, ay I gotta admit it, you got me wishing Running all over my mind, yeah you what I've been missing You got me switching Baby you know that you bad as f*ck and you got my attention Mmmm Yeah and I need a weather report I had to go south, had to see for myself had to get me a weather report All of ya friends used to swear that hate me Now we got a better rapport I flooded my neck, yeah this shit get so wet that they needed a weather report Woah Down on my luck, I'll keep it a buck I know that we fighting right now but if I'm in your city we still gonna f*ck She do her shit then she cut You know She stay on the run But I treat your love like these bands You know that I can't get enough Only do benzos on home turf because these niggas got road rage DNP ass niggas sitting on the sidelines got no game You know thing about the old days, they the old days, yeah Those days They play the tape it's a cold case, had to deliver like postmates Brr Said she go both ways, she might be my soulmate Ahead of my time but you know that my neck in the stone age Left that girl in the stone age, she still tryna throw shade You ain't gotta worry about that it's a closed case It's you that I'm wanting and I gotta admit it, you got me down bad switching What I been missing Star sign a cancer, I swear to God I'll put that ass in remission Baby you know that you bad as f*ck and you got my attention Yeah and I need a weather report I had to go south, had to see for myself had to get me a weather report All of ya friends used to swear that hate me Now we got a better rapport I flooded my neck, yeah this shit get so wet that they needed a weather report