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Rari

 

Rari

(álbum: Chavo's World 2 - 2021)


(Hellcat)

Rari
It sound just like a Rari
It sound just like a Rari
It sound just like a Rari

Skrrt-skrrt
Yeah, sing, sing, sing
She in a tutu
I said, "Get in" (Can you get in, please?)
We really bend blocks
Young nigga, spin

Most of my niggas trapping, dodging felonies
I'm in the booth with the melodies
She was in my DM, talking to recklessly
I ain't respond, she was 17

I go to my hood and if niggas start acting funny
I start clapping and clear the scene
I'm usually a red sipper and it's Raw
I won't settle for a pint of green

Got me tucking this .40 caliber in public
I like my bitches when they really mean
I don't care if you maxed out, get you packed out
Got some killers inside the bing

Eating Bossa Nova with a little bitty bad bitch
And she won't ever get a ring
Hellcat sound just like a Rari
Hear the pipes sing

(Hellcat)

Rari
It sound just like a Rari
It sound just like a Rari
It sound just like a Rari

Skrrt-skrrt
Yeah, sing, sing, sing
She in a tutu
I said, "Get in" (Can you get in, please?)
We really bend blocks
Young nigga, spin

Gripping all over her back dimples
And her ex still sell nickels
XD 45 got hot
And a nigga had fell victim

Waiting for my play
Pouring up Akorn right in front of Kellz kitchen
Mixing all this Palm Angels and this Chrome Heart
You can tell I'm still pitching

Let my brother Kwame outta the G-Wall
I know he in his cell lifting
Niggas saying that they ain't the police
But this paper work tell different

If you want a bag, hit me on my Bat Phone
'Cause I know these niggas listening
Walk in to the club, too many racks on
Paper work different

(Hellcat)

Rari
It sound just like a Rari
It sound just like a Rari
It sound just like a Rari

Skrrt-skrrt
Yeah, sing, sing, sing
She in a tutu
I said, "Get in" (Can you get in, please?)
We really bend blocks
Young nigga, spin

(Hellcat)

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