Weatherman Lyrics - Yo Gotti

So much cheese no not government 

We just hit a lick for 10 bands 

But now I need 100 grand 

Got cookies like the gingerbread man 

All these 100's pop my rubberband 

Shut up, your irrelevant ass 

Make it rain call me thunderman 

Dammit where the weatherman at? 

Trap money, Neiman Marcus 

250 in my pocket, I can buy a 'rari 

I'm young, black and rich, I know I'm a target 

If I put my hands up, they gon' shoot regardless 

I just bought my sister that new Benz 

This money turn your enemies to friends 

Lil bitch tryna chop me for the pussy 

So I would never fuck that hoe again 

Audemaur, nig, been a star, just bought another car 

I been sellin' bricks, so white sour diesel out the jar 

Cocaine had a nigga far, all my dogs know who they are 

All my plugs gon' bring they pack, all my hoes gon' play they part 

I'm the weather man, whatever man 

Make it rain, make it snow, tell a hoe 

I'ma change her 

Like fuck her then tell her she gotta go 

They like "Gotti, where the forecast at?" 

I predict a lot of snow coming in, with a little Kodak 

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So much cheese no not government 

We just hit a lick for 10 bands 

But now I need 100 grand 

Got cookies like the gingerbread man 

All these 100's pop my rubberband 

Shut up, your irrelevant ass 

Make it rain call me thunderman 

Dammit where the weatherman at? 

You run up, I'm gon' bust you then ask 

That Kodak, he got so much damn swag 

You always out your lane, your pants sag 

Lil boy, you need to go to damn class 

I just bought my mom a Louis handbag 

I just run a target for 10 bands 

Lil niggas gettin' all the damn cash 

So that why all you niggas gettin' mad 

No government a nigga can't cheat 

I was in the trap since elementary 

20 caps, can call me Ali 

Might take another trip to Larry 

Filthy bitch, look at your damn feet 

He come behind me on the banshee 

Did I tell you what I hit for 10 G? 

Me and Jackboy like Ed and Eddy 

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So much cheese no not government 

We just hit a lick for 10 bands 

But now I need 100 grand 

Got cookies like the gingerbread man 

All these 100's pop my rubberband 

Shut up, your irrelevant ass 

Make it rain call me thunderman 

Dammit where the weatherman at?