The Alchemist - Ferraris in The Rain (feat. Schoolboy Q) lyrics
The Alchemist [Alan Daniel Maman] Beverly Hills, CA, U.S. 🇺🇸
Schoolboy Q [Quincy Matthew Hanley] Wiesbaden, West Germany/South Central LA, CA, U.S. 🇩🇪 🇺🇸
[The Alchemist - Ferraris in The Rain feat. Schoolboy Q lyrics]
[Intro, The Alchemist + ScHoolboy Q]
Yeah
(Da-da, da-da, da-da) Yeah
(Da-da, da-da) Yeah, yeah
(Da-da, da-da, da-da) Yeah
(Da-da, da-da) Yeah, yeah
Ah
[Verses, The Alchemist]
Look, I whip the 'Rari in the rain
Ice in my veins, I'm sippin' on Bacardi straight
Just gettin' started, a Harley 8 (Uh)
Icin' all on me, I'm a birthday party cake
(Happy birthday)
I'm blowin' out your candles
They hike the ball to me
I'm the quarterback
I know about the scramble
I be guardin'
Sixty seconds flat (Out here)
I'm a vintage stepper
Stacy Adams shoes
With a Stetson hat (Yeah)
Don't make me come out
Of my stage ensemble (Do it)
My latеst combo
Danced on the work
Did the macarеna and the mambo
I slide electric, worldwide respected (Uh)
The method's been tried and tested
Chew on the track
But this stomach acid digested
Luther prepare a naked section
And then I dressed it
You puttin' lipstick on the pig
Can't slap a bow on the bum
Wrap a ribbon around his wig
And make him crisp
(The fuck you doin', man?)
I'm a genuine article (Uh)
The jammy's a food processor
It'll blend you into particles
Inside a venue, I'm Spartacus (Me)
I'm the finisher, you still working
With a starter kit (Come on)
That boy is buggin'
He got bars to spit
[Segue, ScHoolboy Q]
(Al-Alchemist, Alchemist)
I ain't gon' let you stand up
Sit your ass down, I don't [_]
Yeah, yeah
Uh, uh, okay
[Chorus, ScHoolboy Q]
Rain, rain, take the pain away
(Ayy, yeah, yeah)
White thing off a layaway
(White ho, yeah)
Four-five, you gon' fade away
(Fssh, fssh, fssh)
On God, who gon' play today?
Huh, yeah
The rose grill
Is that the pearly gates?
The big clock
It got the bumper face (Face)
Hmm, the all-whites
I got shit to say (Say)
Fell out the sky, shit to say
Hmm
[Outro, ScHoolboy Q]
White, white
Hmm
Fuck that
Oh, fuckboy (Ayy)
This you, disgusting
Get him away from me!
Y'all know
I just walk that walk
Yeah
(Da-da, da-da, da-da) Yeah
(Da-da, da-da) Yeah, yeah
(Da-da, da-da, da-da) Yeah
(Da-da, da-da) Yeah, yeah
Ah
[Verses, The Alchemist]
Look, I whip the 'Rari in the rain
Ice in my veins, I'm sippin' on Bacardi straight
Just gettin' started, a Harley 8 (Uh)
Icin' all on me, I'm a birthday party cake
(Happy birthday)
I'm blowin' out your candles
They hike the ball to me
I'm the quarterback
I know about the scramble
I be guardin'
Sixty seconds flat (Out here)
I'm a vintage stepper
Stacy Adams shoes
With a Stetson hat (Yeah)
Don't make me come out
Of my stage ensemble (Do it)
My latеst combo
Danced on the work
Did the macarеna and the mambo
I slide electric, worldwide respected (Uh)
The method's been tried and tested
Chew on the track
But this stomach acid digested
Luther prepare a naked section
And then I dressed it
You puttin' lipstick on the pig
Can't slap a bow on the bum
Wrap a ribbon around his wig
And make him crisp
(The fuck you doin', man?)
I'm a genuine article (Uh)
The jammy's a food processor
It'll blend you into particles
Inside a venue, I'm Spartacus (Me)
I'm the finisher, you still working
With a starter kit (Come on)
That boy is buggin'
He got bars to spit
[Segue, ScHoolboy Q]
(Al-Alchemist, Alchemist)
I ain't gon' let you stand up
Sit your ass down, I don't [_]
Yeah, yeah
Uh, uh, okay
[Chorus, ScHoolboy Q]
Rain, rain, take the pain away
(Ayy, yeah, yeah)
White thing off a layaway
(White ho, yeah)
Four-five, you gon' fade away
(Fssh, fssh, fssh)
On God, who gon' play today?
Huh, yeah
The rose grill
Is that the pearly gates?
The big clock
It got the bumper face (Face)
Hmm, the all-whites
I got shit to say (Say)
Fell out the sky, shit to say
Hmm
[Outro, ScHoolboy Q]
White, white
Hmm
Fuck that
Oh, fuckboy (Ayy)
This you, disgusting
Get him away from me!
Y'all know
I just walk that walk
