Top Songs By Justin Rarri
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Justin Rarri
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Adrian Baez
Composer
Chris Kim
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dennys "SumYunGhai" Capellan
Recording Engineer
Skyler Gibbons
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Young **** hop out with a new Jag
Put forty bands in the book bag
I'ma fuck that lil' bitch and finesse her
I took thirty right off of the dresser
Twenty bands on my neck, I ain't lose that
We don't fuck wit' you ****, then move back
Pocket rocket, young **** gon' shoot that
Full-loaded clip in the book bag
I'm the wave, ain't no muhfuckin' durag
30'll push your whole dude back
Who the fuck in the place, ****? Who that?
I just beat that lil' pussy, that loose cat
'Cause I'm Blood, that **** a bool bat
Muhfucka, you pussy like, who cap?
I'm bonceited, these **** they knew that
I don't fuck wit' nobody, so move back
[Verse 2]
I just fucked a lil' bitch in the A
Went to the plug, stole the Draco
Drillin' up in your place if I say so
I don't play wit' my money, no Play Doh
Peep the ice on my neck, I'm anemic
****, hop wit' a .40, I'm beamin'
See the blood in his face, and he leakin'
Just like Kodak, I be the lil' demon
[Verse 3]
8Lbs, bitch I made off a lick
Need to chill 'cause I'm 'bout to get rich
Big sound, ****, "How you do this?"
**** trippin', they fold like a bitch
Piss down, ****, all on my wrist
I just fuck her, I don't gotta kiss
Bling, blah, ****, you see the rainbow
Punch a **** wit' whole diamond fists
[Verse 4]
All the diamonds VVS's
I just fuck wit' new hoes, not my exes
Yeah, twenty bands, I might go buy her a new necklace
Ay, bitch might call my brother wilin', yeah, he reckless
[Verse 5]
All my diamonds Cuban linked up
I got bitches tryna link up
Now lil' shawty's tryna call up
Think a **** stupid, aw, look
I'm just finna thrash a ****, killin' it
****, I'm the don, Don Diddley
**** talkin' crazy, they ain't killin' me
Had to drop the shawty, I ain't feelin' it
I'ma whip in the foreign, a new bag
**** cookin', I call it the stu' crack
I just fucked your lil' bitch, you ain't knew that
If I'm lonely, I might run the suit back
I don't know where your boo at
She was toppin' my bro, I ain't notice
Bitch, I come off the dome, I ain't wrote this
Bitch, I'm shinin', I don't need no Rolex
[Verse 6]
I just fucked a lil' bitch in the A
Went to the plug, stole the Draco
Drillin' up in your place if I say so
I don't play wit' my money, no Play Doh
Peep the ice on my neck, I'm anemic
****, hop wit' a .40, I'm beamin'
See the blood in his face, and he leakin'
Just like Kodak, I be the lil' demon
[Verse 7]
8Lbs, bitch I made off a lick
Need to chill 'cause I'm 'bout to get rich
Big sound, ****, "How you do this?"
**** trippin', they fold like a bitch
Piss down, ****, all on my wrist
I just fuck her, I don't gotta kiss
Bling, blah, ****, you see the rainbow
Punch a **** wit' whole diamond fists
[Verse 8]
Bitch, I remember (Bitch, I remember)
For the nights we done hit up a cold lick made a crazy December
Daddy really never gave me none
So when I make it, it'll be all for my mama
**** thought that we was best friends
But I peep that you save the news for the better
Don't compare me to a muhfuckin' pee
Blow this chopper, blow that right on his feet
I done made like fitty bands in a week
Plug callin', ****, took all the P's
Opps callin', tryna find where I sleep
On the block, wilin' **** fuck wit' a G
Bitch, I promise I don't shed many tears
Fuck they talkin', tryna end my career
Mouth shinin', call it new chandelier
Big Rarri, I done signed up a deal
[Verse 9]
All the diamonds VVS's
Uh, I just fuck wit' new hoes, not my exes
Yeah, twenty bands, I might go buy her a new necklace
Bitch, don't call my brother wilin', yeah, he reckless
Written by: Adrian Baez, Chris Kim