paroles de chanson Rare L - Tory Lanez
Real
talk
Uh,
yeah
My
ex
woke
up
to
a
rare
L
Leavin'
me,
she'll
probably
never
wear
Chanel
Couple
threesomes
that
I
don't
care
to
share
Steppin'
on
these
niggas
in
a
pair
of
twelves
I
be
off
the
fly
and
I
do
very
well
School
a
bitch
and
have
her
tryna
share
and
tell
You
had
her
and
I
had
her,
so
it's
wear
and
tell
And
them
bitches
know
a
nigga
very
well
Scrapin'
through
my
closet,
what
the
fuck
I'm
'bout
to
wear?
It
ain't
even
I
ain't
got
it,
it's
too
much
in
here,
yeah
Shop
and
treat
my
closet
like
a
bank,
I
make
deposits
Only
fly
niggas
overwhelmed
by
their
closet
Dollars
like
a
deacon
and
shit,
I
got
'em
for
profit
Game
like
rips
in
my
jeans,
they
in
my
pocket
23
bitches
on
the
sand
yellin',
"Not
it"
Tell
me,
fuck
is
a
tab
when
a
nigga
always
got
it?
My
ex
woke
up
to
a
rare
L
Leavin'
me,
she'll
probably
never
wear
Chanel
Couple
threesomes
that
I
don't
care
to
share
Steppin'
on
these
niggas
in
a
pair
of
twelves
I
be
off
the
fly
and
I
do
very
well
School
a
bitch
and
have
her
tryna
share
and
tell
You
had
her
and
I
had
her,
so
it's
wear
and
tell
And
them
bitches
know
a
nigga
very
well,
uh
She
ain't
got
a
lot,
she
know
me
very
well
I
deserve
it
all,
I
did
it
for
myself
Got
it
on
my
own,
that's
how
you
stand
out
(yeah)
You
know
I
never
asked
for
no
handouts
Yeah
Two
years
back
they
tried
to
play
me
like
Olympic
sports
Smokin'
niggas
like
Sha'Carri,
that's
why
they
took
me
off
the
course
But
never
took
me
off,
of
course
That's
when
I
build
a
wall
and
fortress
and
everything
is
tall
and
gorgeous
NFT
influenced
the
world,
how
I
gotta
check
it
First
artist
to
go
platinum,
57
seconds
I
used
to
be
with
scammers,
empty
out
your
checkings
Foreign
whippin',
haters
starin',
envyin'
our
blessings
In
Bahamas,
drinkin'
Goombay
Punch
I'm
at
the
Fry
takin'
pictures
of
my
new
day
lunch
I'm
up
at
Cheetah
store
Bahamian
money
and
strippers
I
told
her,
"Calm
down,
fourteen
rooms
in
this
compound",
for
real
You
live
in
Opa-laca,
boy,
I
land
there
Double
R,
stampin'
on
the
engine
of
the
plan,
yeah
Ever
paid
a
hundred
stacks
to
stay
in
there?
(Oh,
Lord)
One
Umbrella,
2022
ain't
playin'
fair
She
ain't
got
a
lot,
she
know
me
very
well
I
deserve
it
all,
I
did
it
for
myself
Got
it
on
my
own,
that's
how
you
stand
out
(yeah)
You
know
I
never
asked
for
no
handouts
My
ex
woke
up
to
a
rare
L
Leavin'
me,
she'll
probably
never
wear
Chanel
Couple
threesomes
that
I
don't
care
to
share
Steppin'
on
these
niggas
in
a
pair
of
twelves
I
be
off
the
fly
and
I
do
very
well
School
a
bitch
and
have
her
tryna
share
and
tell
You
had
her
and
I
had
her,
so
it's
wear
and
tell
And
them
bitches
know
a
nigga
very
well
Ooh,
when
it
ain't
love
When
it's
fake
love
Ooh,
when
it
ain't
love
God,
I
know
it
ain't
love
Ooh,
when
it
ain't
love
When
it's
fake
love
Ooh,
when
it
ain't
love
God,
I
know
it
ain't
love
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4 Sex Songs
5 Hennessy Memories
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7 Y.D.S // Iggy DelDia
8 This Ain't Working
9 Hurting Me
10 Why Did I
11 No More Parties in LA
12 Anymore // F**k Boy Intentions
13 Red Casamigos
14 Understand
15 Casa-Freak-Hoes
16 Role Call (feat. A Boogie wit da Hoodie)
17 Rare L
18 Albany Bahamas
19 Collection (feat. Yoko Gold)
20 The Vent
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