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Al Isler - Rain Crash Lyrics

[Chorus]
Hey, he let his guard down, he got hit
They say he'll die about that bitch
Quickest way to get hit
Told you not to slip
Lil' bro let his guard down, he thinkin' with his dick, yeah
That shit might be wet, but I can't die about no bitch, ten toes
I guess my mouth don't work for crackers, in that room, I will not fold
This lil' bitch fuckin' with my mind, I can't even say the shit I want

[Verse]
Can't even breathe, I'm movin' slow
Jumped out my chest, heart on the floor
Be damned, I let 'em catch me
One inside my head, boy, I can't go
Jail system really fucked up, niggas out herе really dyin'
He knew what hе signed up for, don't be mad when his mama cryin'
Niggas scared, I'm walkin' 'round with two guns, big Blood, got stains
Fell asleep inside this Cadillac, I'm in and out my lane
Three Dracs, one Glock, Maybach, opp block
Nigga said my name for clout, jump out on Aspen, swing that chop
I will never run, I'm BK, I'm doin' the chasin'
T-Rex, hockey mask with holes, jump out the lake like Jason
Do not think about it, cock that gun back and shoot
Walk down, kill a rat, I don't know what the fuck to do
[Interlude]
My head spinnin' in this bitch, I can't even
I can't even stand up, uh
I'm OD geeked, and, and, and
And I'm, I'm finna leave
In that, in that V8, Chrysler
No, no, my fault, that Caddy

[Chorus]
Hey, he let his guard down, he got hit
They say he'll die about that bitch
Quickest way to get hit
Told you not to slip
Lil' bro let his guard down, he thinkin' with his dick, yeah
That shit might be wet, but I can't die about no bitch, ten toes
I guess my mouth don't work for crackers, in that room, I will not fold
This lil' bitch fuckin' with my mind, I can't even say the shit I want