Lyrics Thunderstorm - Verzayce

God let rain thunder
God Verzay on it
Been that thing homie
And she waiting on it
Popped out on the side, brother set
I got Bottega by my boots, by my bae

Like what you know lil baby boo, by god my twin
I ain't got my hitta
He payed that fee, he ain't pull that trigger man
Rest in peace, rest in peace my E
My nigga, yeah, that my team
Could you offer me, could you offer?
Feel some awful things from your loss
Past the bling all that a facade
I got more range now, more life
More life
So I gotta make the best of every night
Every night, every night
Every night with my, with my wife
Every night with my, with my bae

God let rain thunder
God Verzay on it
Been that thing homie
And she waiting on it
Popped out on the side, brother set
I got Bottega by my boots, by my bae

The bitch shocked
The bitch shocked
The bitch shocked by the boy hair long
The bitch shocked by the boy dreadlock
The bitch boast 'bout a boy dripped out
The bitch shocked by my, by my hair
What the fuck I wear, how I wear it
How I stage a play
A bald head
Balmain, say Valon hon'
Staying healthy
Staying outside, sane
Fuck the wrong side
Off a red pill