Lyrics W2LEEZY (feat. YK Osiris) - REMIX - YK Osiris , Justin Rarri

Lil′ Rarri

SumYunGhai who made this -

I could pull up in a Bugatti
If my - shoot you, what you gon' do about it?
Pullin′ up in a new 'Rarri
I got - who tell me they love me, it's too crowded
And I′m keeping like two shawties
′Cause these - they funny, like who plottin'?
Might go flex on ′em, ooh naughty

Used to have twenty, not enough to blow 'em
- Like who done ditty?
I be like too clutch with it
And a - I can′t stay stuck with it
She gon' play me, don′t fall in love with it
Only - with these bad -
Had to drop her 'cause she was wack with it
And they mad 'cause I′m getting bad -
Had to switch on a couple brodies talking bad on me

- All the opps coming up tryna be friends
They see the money I′m making like
I ain't worried ′bout a - who peeping
Pocket watching like a -

They see the money that we spend on the weekends
I'ma just kill ′em with numbers
A young - ruling sh- like a demon
They say they love me but hate me I'm

I′m from the BX where - go ape -
I'm from the city where - do murder scenes
Pullin' up on some bape -
All black, all black you say you love me but I heard you hating
This flow ain′t basic you tryna copy but you cannot make this

Now that I′m poppin' I′m doin' whatever
I fell in love with a -, I regret her
It don′t even - matter 'cause I can
Just - on her cousin in a new Gucci sweater
Skrrt′ing off in a foreign
Yeah word 2Leezy she gon' suck me and then I'ma dead her
Cutting off lotta - I been that
Keep the choppa loaded brodie with that
Since a youngin I knew how to grip that

So I know when the choppa gon′ kick back
I don′t chill with these - don't kick back
That - dirty, my - don′t hit that
Yeah, I - her one time I don't miss that
She keep calling my phone, I don′t hit that
Yeah - I been that
And these - won't touch me, I slit that

- All the opps coming up tryna be friends
They see the money I′m making like
I ain't worried 'bout a - who peeping
Pocket watching like a -

They see the money that we spend on the weekends
I′ma just kill ′em with numbers
A young - ruling shit like a demon
They say they love me but hate me I'm

Can′t show me love and hate at the same time
Feel like you gave three names and still claim you are mine
Can't keep goin′ up 'cause you know that it′s my time
One shot, tryna get my dream, but it's always my same kind

I ain't hear what they talkin′ about
My life, switched it up and took another route
Swear to God, I done made it out
′Cause my momma never gotta struggle now
Same girl, tryna - her e'ry weekend I see her
Good get your money now
Told my dad, pull the Rarri′s out, take a look around, this is us now

Ohh (this is us now), man down, man down, man down
Stay down, stay down, won't you love me more?

I could pull up in a Bugatti
If my - shoot you, what you gon′ do about it?
Pullin' up in a new ′Rarri
I got - who tell me they love me, it's too crowded
And I'm keeping like two shawties
′Cause these - they funny, like who plottin′?
Might go flex on 'em, ooh naughty
Used to have twenty, not enough to blow ′em
Ooh like

To go away
I cannot stay, sorry
Cuttin' off lotta- ′cause I been that
Keep the choppa loaded brodie, with that
I always end on shawty

Lil Rarri
Lil Rarri
Yeah, yeah lil Rarri
Yeah Lil Rarri, lil Rarri