weatherman Lyrics

Really i'm not like no other man

I get the drip like a weatherman

Bitch i am not like no other man

I get the drip what's the weather, man?

How's the weather been?

I get the drip like the uh

I get the get the drip like the thunderstorm

I get the drip like a weatherman

I fuck around and put me on the map

Hop on the beat and you know I attack

Shoutout to brodie, he keep it a stack

Ice on my neck, this shit cold like a pack

I'ma run up til I run up some racks

She in the front but she throwing it back

Don't even sip but these niggas they act

I need my money, like taller than Shaq

Like taller than Shaq, into the future I'm not coming back

Feel like I'm Marty McFly I got fly in my name, but like Peter I'm never gon land

I took a trip and I'm not coming back, killing my ego he think he the man

Hop in the whip and I'm rollin, I'm rollin, I feel like I'm Herbo, my foot on the gas

My head hurtin but I'm smokin on grass, I'm talking to god and you talk to the feds

Gotta keep up cause life going fast

I'm goin up know that's part of the plan

She don't got class so I gotta pass, I throw that bitch like I'm Dak, Uh

They do not know where I'm at, young nigga I been all in my bag

Medusa in my blunt I'm getting stoned, I need some new ice on my wrist the type of shit that make 'em froze

Sub-zero in my heart, I'm so cold

But you can't catch me frozen, I had to let it go

(Let it go, let it go)

I'm with bro, got that pack going for the low (going for the low)

I ran outta gas but I got more to smoke (but I got more to smoke)

He saying he can shoot, but why you scoring low

(but why scoring low)

And every time I make a banger it be off the dome

(it be off the dome)

Straight domers, I ain't no simp son, nigga do I look like Homer

I'ma stoner, but when l look back on it nigga I'm just a loner

It ain't over, but I'ma go ghost like the last day in October

Chain smoker, even if I want to nigga I can't stay sober (rawr xD)

Huh

I need the biggest range no I don't want no small rover

But we in the backseat, baby pull me closer, and I can make your world spin like a locomotive

She do the roller coaster

She roller coaster like Six Flags, Texas Giant that's a big bag

How are you saying that you let it go, when I woke up this morning you big mad

Georgia peach, that's a big ass, up in the night like I'm Batman

How you gon sit there and lie to my face, just like the Mad Hatter, you big cap

Bitch I'm in wonderland, I need a hundred grand

Know l love music I fuck with some rubber bands

She on the left and my blunt in the other hand

Fuck around we get the upper hand

She got a summer tan, I got a hundred grams

I'm finna go to another land, hop on the beat I go dumber and dumber man

Really I'm not like the other men

Really I'm not like no other man

Uh

Bitch I'm the weatherman

I get the drip like a weatherman