[Chorus]
And I know that she knows, and she knows that I know
And I know, and she knows, and I know, and I know
And she knows, and I know, and she knows
And I know, and I know, and I know
And she knows, and I know, and I know
And she knows—yeah, yeah

[Verse 1]
They call me Stoner, Stoner—shawty, can I love you in the rain?
She said I’m crazy, but I ain’t even playin’
Movin’ white like I’m Rick James
Steppin' in the club, Louis fit, Stoner phrase

Laughin’ at these haters like ha ha ha
You ain’t talkin' money? I’m like blah blah blah
She ain’t showin’ love? I’m like bye bye bye
She caught feelin’s, now she cry cry cry

Back then, we werе flexin’ with a taste for fashion
Thunderstorm backyard, Gucci stylе, splashin’
Pourin’ rain, good love—it’s like magic
Abracadabra, girl, that moment’s so classic

[Hook]
I know you wanna love me in the rain
If you’re scared, baby girl, that’s a shame
Let your hair down, let me step in the flame
I hit your heart when the thunder go bang bang
(Repeat x2)

[Verse 2]
No need to pretend, no need to make amends
You told your friends that Brad G hit again
That same friend slid through, told me to come by
Time to ride—headin’ down I-95

Pulled in her driveway, she’s already outside
No need to hide, girl, what we got to disguise?
Drop that skirt, let me hit from the side
On the porch, while the rain starts to cry

She loves the way it falls down, it mixes with her tears
Says no one ever hit it like this in years
Now she’s callin’ Candy, time for a three
They both said they’re down—I came with the energy

[Hook – Repeat]
I know you wanna love me in the rain
If you’re scared, baby girl, that’s a shame
Let your hair down, let me step in the flame
I hit your heart when the thunder go bang bang

[Bridge]
Laughin' at these haters like ha ha ha
You ain’t talkin’ money? Blah blah blah
She ain’t vibin’ now? Bye bye bye
She caught them feels—now she cry cry cry
[Verse 3]
She wide open, heart full of emotion
So much vibe, it's like we're elopin'
Said I’m her potion, put that love in motion
Rain pourin’ down—feels like the ocean

McFly coastin', yeah, I’m boastin’
Flippin' the vibe, backseat toastin’
She already knows what I bring to the table
Now she’s fallin' for me—can’t label a fable

[Outro]
Don’t be mad if your girl’s into my swag
Stacks in my pants, that’s why they sag
Round one, round two
Let me put this dick on you
Round one, round two
Let me put this dick on you
(Repeat x2)