Day Ones

Rarin

歌词

[Intro]

Hey Rarin, go crazy!

[Chorus]

Yeah, I came strapped up with my b!tch and toolie

Racks up, yeah, I feel like Uzi

Pulled up like my life a movie

Got the top down, yeah, you know I'm zoomin'

Wait up, uh, shawty gon' serve me up like she a waiter

I got my duties, got people on payroll

Knock, knock down the opps, feel like Faygo

I made a lot, lot, feel like J-Cole

I'm in a DropTop then a Ranger

Y'all gotta pay up, I make my money like this is a layup

Quit acting funny girl, you not my main hoe

Twelve and the opps they could never say they won

Hold a big choppa b!tch, call it my ray gun

I hit a lotta licks 'cause I hate 'em

I just be chilling, I **** with my day ones

[Verse]

Told a lil' shawty "come tap in"

Too fresh, yeah, she thought I was a catfish

New neck, 50k for the taxes

New check, yeah, I bought me some classics

Cool sex, yeah, I got me a bad b!tch

You a mess, boy, you nothing but average

Impressed, yeah, she want me to cash in

I'm next, yeah Lil' Rari' ain't cappin'

Why they always looking at me?

They can see the racks in the back seat

Gotta do my dance 'cause I got my fans

Yeah, I made it up with no rap beef

Got like hella M's off of rapping

Need a new advance 'cause I'm taxing

Got a two tone, yeah, my wristwatch with a drip drop

Yeah, it's flashing

I don't like H&M, I like Prada

Move with a Louis bag and my brothers

If I don't see a check, I want nada

Wait 'till I hit the gas and I throttle

I'm in the fast lane, never subtle

She write an essay for a cuddle

I had to get paid, **** a struggle

Park in the valet 'cause I—