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Rarri Pass By Lyrics - Artist : Chief Keef
Rarri pass, black truck behind it, body bags
Spent that cash, get that cash Ain't no uber, we'll come and getchu ass Aye aye, pop bags aye, pop tags You'll end up in the ocean, plastic bags You can buy the whole store, still ain't got no swag This ain't Nickelodeon But I gotta blast If you want some beef we got that good burger I got two guns you dont wanna merge em Say you smokin loud, nigga I ain't heard ya Finna get money, nigga I ain't worried Aye, off the lean feeling like I'm off caffeine Seen a bad bitch told that bitch tap-in And this bitch knows I got bands like I got hands And ben frank' on my fam, I ain't got no friends Rarri pass, black truck behind it, body bags Spent that cash, get that cash Ain't no uber, we'll come and getchu ass Aye aye, pop bags aye, pop tags You'll end up in the ocean, plastic bags You can buy the whole store, still ain't got no swag This ain't Nickelodeon But I gotta blast PBS these niggas teletubbies And the car look cool but it sound hella ugly (Hrrmm) Shawty told me if I fucked her then I'm hella lucky (huh) Other bitch told damn why you never touch me My other bitch said damn why u don't neva text me I'm just tryna love you why you don't neva let me (nah) Tryna set her man down but I ain't never ready (nah) But she give me boob-boob so I call her baddy Name rings takin' bells Oh he don't know my name, well ring the bell Sippin' 16 oz like I need a scall Make a ning ding ring pad either bells This bitch on my ass like a fuckin' bell I'm trynna see how my ice uh made a mail Cops was still on foe tryna make him tell Say she like my timbs bitch I got it built Rarri pass, black truck behind it, body bags Spent that cash, get that cash Ain't no uber, we'll come and getchu ass Aye aye, pop bags aye, pop tags You'll end up in the ocean, plastic bags You can buy the whole store, still ain't got no swag This ain't Nickelodeon But I gotta blast How many times use my lighter today? How many times you threw your life away? How many high speeds u got away There trouble that way go the other way THC cause I got back problems We at your window with Mac problems Oh baby, look the lamb crawling Call Ball cause I been ballin' Like a Jah bitch I'm takin' off Like a nah, we be breakin' off Like a song, we'll take you off The earth done rolled a blaze, skatin' off Off the Superman, I'm flyin' off The white price bitch I bought it off I brought the time freeze then I paused We were servin' Calvin Klein with the Kenneth Cole Rarri pass, niggas must've think they can't catch it They tried to catch him, they can't catch him Can you catch me? You can't catch him Skrrrt, Rarri passed him Fffff, beeep beeep beep |
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