Shine In The Rain 1.5

[Verse 1: Sunshine Christo]
She wants me to fuck her friend, now she's mad at them
What the fuck is up you little slut, you need to understand what's up
You fuckin' weirdo
Bitches wanna fuck on me, then they get mad cause their bitches fuckin' fuck on me
I know that she plots on me, she shows it everyday
Every time she wakes up she doesn't look me in the face
I know that she's plotting, I know that she's not my friend
I know that she wants to kill me, she wants to see my end
Bitches wanna fuck and I know they fucking do
They wanna kill me, so I can't trust you
Last girl I been with tried to stab me, so I can't keep a bitch in my company

[Verse 2: Sunshine Christo]
You know I got that H, like I'm Triple H
Got so many that my friends come to my place
She wanna go to the trap, she wants to get fucked, she wants to do drugs but I can't let her though
Not trust bitches that shit should be obvious
All these bitches plotting on me, make it less obvious
All these people say they're my friends, I don't believe them
These people plotting on me, yeah I can see them
Your intentions are fucked up, I can tell by one look
All you people fucking Riddle, yeah looking like a book
All you people fuck with me but deep down you really don't
I can tell cause when you're around you act like no one's home

[Verse 3: Sunshine Christo]
They're fucking plotting on me
They wanna fuck with me
They're tryna fuck on me but you can't fuck the team
They wanna fuck with me, they wanna mess my team
You can't fuck with me cause only I can fuck with me
My friends know me, they know I'm fucking real
All these flaky fucking losers never in the field
All these people wanna see me get shot
Well I got a GAT so I'm not getting got

[Verse 4: $wipeBanditGøth]
You ain't got no friends, they all fucking fake
I was in the field like a dead slave
Heard Christ tote a .40, but it's Revelations
Little cousin bang the 50's but he not my cousin
I was on '57 when they was plotting on me
I was on '57 where they banging Crip
Shawty not even a loc, he said he trying to kill me
But that was back in the burbs, I'm talking about my homie
It was all on the double deuce, double o tried to sacrifice me
No friends, fuck a bitch, I don't even got no family
Trying to kill Goth, they tried to catch me slipping in the alley
My heart stone cold, I took this bitch too many dates in death valley
I got the flame stick and it can leave your ass without a family
Bitch plotting on me, she need to be less obvious
I got the oppa stick and it can really slash a thot
She just a silly hoe

[Verse 5: $wipeBanditGøth]
Trying to rob me, she need to run back to her boyfriend
Cut from the ocean, Glock stun and some more shit
Got Polo, she can't afford it, but nigga that's my old shit
Got treasure in the fortress, got booby traps, I dare they touch it
Glockie cause a ruckus, nut like Uncle Ruckus
Nigga's racist, is some hoe shit
I was killing niggas, Goth might even kill an Indian
It's a strange game nigga, but nigga that's the world we in
Goth no $wipe Bandit, we gon' leave him at the laundry mat
They talk like the Black Panthers, they can't even kill a pale skin
I was on '57, but they need to check the thermostat
I was in the hideout, nigga I was worried about where my daddy was at
Know it gets greasy, I hope that nigga make it home
Damn, but in the ghetto, can't call it home
Damn, my daddy still in the ghetto, that's where he call his home
I was on '57 getting throated by hoe
I need my trophies, gold chains, gold robes
I need my trophies, gold chains, gold rings
I need my trophies, nigga I need the whole thing

[Outro]
Yeah, $wipeBanditGøth
But you already knew that