Rain Athletics Brellas 2024-25

27 Фев Rain Athletics Brellas 2024-25

If all good things come in threes, Brellas, let’s do this thing.

The Brella Tour swinging like a storm, hitting every state up on the map. We gonna kick it off in Pittsburgh.

You about to get a water blast.

You’ll get washed away. A storm you can’t handle. I’m too much to take. Hold your breath. No hope left. Can’t escape the rain. You’ll get washed away.

The Brellas are doing what we do. Coming to a town near you.

Here comes the overcast. Whip out your brellas. It’s time to ROA. Rain over America. Not talking tricko, tricko. I’m talking thunder roll. Welcome to the flood zone. Brellas, bring the storm.

It’s the rain that can’t be stopped. Sweeping across the land like a monsoon. Here to drench your wig like you rain danced in a washroom.

Call the weather experts. You gonna need your umbrella boots. ‘Cause nine percent, that’s a hundred percent chance we bringing it down on you.

Brellas, bring rain.

Shower the world, let me rain excellence on ya. I’m gonna shower the world. Shower the world, only the greatest, I’m pon ya.

Running laps around you, my Olympic point is stellar. You can search for a better but won’t find another brella. I’m a phenomenon, I don’t play about my reign. So put respect up on my name or you gon’ catch all of this shade.

Drip, drop, kick, splash. Step into this forecast. So get used to them ponchos. ‘Cause we back to make the rain last. Coming at with high intensity. You feel the H20? Girl, you looking thirsty. Come get you a glass to go.

From sea to shining sea. Brellas, all that you need to be.

Bring on that drip and wash him out the rain. You can’t resist. Purified, we fresh water. Come take a sip, I do insist. I hit my rain dance and the brellas coming out. This H20 flow will hit you right up out your mouth.

When we taste success, it feels like a splash.

Like a roller coaster when it’s going down. Gotta feel that rain as we flood the ground. Nowhere to hide. It’s too late now. When the storm comes down, we flood the ground. Better take cover ’cause when the rain falls down, we flood the ground.

Now that we got the gold, there’s one place left to go.

We never saved a raindrop. We had to seed a peach. ‘Cause this win gonna taste like sugar water. Too sweet.

I’ve never met a problem that our brellas can’t handle. ‘Cause when we pop out, we shut it down. You can pick up on the mantle. Who run the world? Brellas. Who run the world? Brellas, you know. They gonna call me Samoa Rain ’cause I’m walking out with this gold.

Brellas.