UMBRELLA lyrics

[Chorus]
She said, "Don, I wanna live this life forever"
Ridin' 'round town, big Draco, my umbrella
Yeah, ridin' 'round, and it's cold
Ain't no cameras in the crib, baby, just keep that sh*t on the low (Oh my God, cior)

[Post-Chorus]
Ain't no cameras in the crib unless a n*gga mix the Marni with the Rick
She like how I put that sh*t on, woah-woah-woah
I'm the sh*t now, woah-woah-woah

[Verse 1]
No, I'm not tryna be rude, baby
But these b*tches, they comin' in two, baby
Yeah, I wanna party, be like, "Woah-woah-woah"
Check the call log, oh-woah-oh-ooh
Now I'm gettin' hella live like, "Woah"
Mass drugs every weekend (Woah), yeah, rich n*gga lifestyle, woah
I have some demons, don't lеt them sh*ts f*ck with you, I'm like, "Tell mе somethin' I ain't know"
Basically, I got a chrome heart, so I put that sh*t on my clothes
Out of town life, woah (Woah)
Tell me if you gon' go
I ain't nothin' that you used to, I can boss your life up, woah (Woah)
Tell me somethin' I ain't used to, show me somethin' I ain't never shown
She need CPR, it's hard to breathe
Got me catchin' my breath, she got me like, "Woah, woah"
Body, Bentley, woah, cash flippin', woah
Nobu, poppin' doors, take my sh*t to go, go
n*gga talkin' out of touch, TMZ
Ride around with a Drac', PND
I just pulled up with an AD, D, D
Sound like that b*tch got a stutter, dee-dee-dee
Notice how a n*gga rock, Tommy Lee
Now my sh*t look like a rock, PnB
Had to reach out to all of my n*ggas
Get a bag, watch me double up, flip it up
b*tch, and I feel like a Don, my n*gga
These Jeremy Scott wings got me flyin', lil' n*gga
That's your ho, why she follow a n*gga?
That's your b*tch, why she follow my n*ggas?
Brand-new Trackhawk, speed racin'
Brand-new Marni shoes, no laces
Girl, tattoo my government name
It's a whole lotta, whole lotta, whole lotta rubber band, b*tch, I'm the rubber-band man
I know you want me, you actin' bipolar again
Uh, ayy, stop motherf*ckin' lyin', I know you ain't sober again (Sober, sober, sober)
But f*ck it
[Chorus]
She said, "Don, I wanna live this life forever" (Ever, ever, ever)
Ridin' 'round town, big Draco, my umbrella (My umbrella-brella)
Yeah, ridin' 'round, and it's cold
Ain't no cameras in the crib, baby, just keep that sh*t on the low (Low)

[Verse 2]
I've been out like, hell yeah, hell yeah, these Rick Owen flip flops
Baby, like, "That's Rag3 Kidd," hell yeah, yeah, got this sh*t on gridlock (Woah)
Why these b*tches never act right? (Woah)
All she wanted was that Act', right? (Woah)
In Colorado Springs that night it's okay
On God

[Chorus]
She said, "Don, I wanna live this life forever" (Yeah, yeah, on God)
Ridin' 'round town, big Draco, my umbrella (My umbrella-brella)
Yeah, ridin' 'round, and it's cold
Ain't no cameras in the crib, baby, just keep that sh*t on the low

[Post-Chorus]
Ain't no cameras in the crib unless a n*gga mix the Marni with the Rick
She like how I put that sh*t on, woah-woah-woah
I'm the sh*t now, woah-woah-woah

[Outro]
Sacred Heart