Lil Mosey - Rarri Lyrics
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Rarri
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What Are The Lyrics For Rarri By Lil Mosey?
Ay, Royce you did it right here
I just bought a Rari then I switched lanes (Skrt skrt) Ice drip like water, and it's in the rain I hopped in the coupe, my bro hopped in a Range Stack my fucking bread we on the same thing (On the same thing) I just bought a Rari then I switched lanes (Switched lanes) Ice drip like water, and it's in the rain I hopped in the coupe, my bro hopped in a Range (That my twin) Stack my fucking bread we on the same thing (My Gucci tats) I'm the youngest nigga, face it (You don't say shit) Mr. Bean, pour the Wok when I be stressing I just want her for thats what I mentioned I be in the hills, I'm in a mansion I touched a band when I flipped a brick Don't say shit to me, my niggas empty shit Ran off on your plug, ran him for his shit He ain't say a word, man I swear he a bitch I just stole your hoe, and I told that bitch suck me And you nigga fu, why you lying? You don't tuck heat I just take the money, you can't get no shit from me And she see some bands, and I know thats why she loves me I just bought a Rari then I switched lanes (Skrt skrt) Ice drip like water, and it's in the rain I hopped in the coupe, my bro hopped in a Range Stack my fucking bread we on the same thing (On the same thing) I just bought a Rari then I switched lanes (Switched lanes) Ice drip like water, and it's in the rain I hopped in the coupe, my bro hopped in a Range (That my twin) Stack my fucking bread we on the same thing |
Who Wrote Rarri By Lil Mosey?
Moses Lathan-stanley Echols, Royce David Pearson
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