Action Bronson - Let it Rain lyrics

[Verse 1] Your pockets’ slim pickings Lay him out like grilled chicken It’s been an hour but that blunt still hitting like a champion Eating scampi with Batali 50 feet from the Pantheon And that’s my life, 60k for the gla** pipe I’ll break it on your head if you don’t act right They’ll be bagpipes playing 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, sh** You don’t know the half of this (you b**h) nah (you b**h) 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 musta been a junkie in my past life I musta been a junkie in my past life [Verse 2] Standin’ in front of McDonalds throwin bottles Ninety degrees, Timbs on [?] kit corn [A lot of graves to be] pissed on Land of the free I think wrong (I think wrong) You know I got the drug so potent Johnny took a hit, he died came back Said, “That’s that sh**” (Goddamn!) Two-twenty in Toyota Supras sh** sounding like I’m shooting off bazookas Flushing Queens no scare business here Assemble weapons with no hand twitches here Plus the strength of twelve oxen Hold it down, there’s no option Let it rain (uh) I musta been a junkie in my past life, you know I musta been a fiend in my past life, f** I musta been a junkie in my past life Uh These dudes trash like Michael Jordan jeans Hahaha, that’s it. I’m done