Rari (feat. TragicJbro, Mundo & Deytimee) Video (MV)

(nah nah nah nah)
(nah nah nah nah)
Aye chat is this fye
Huh, You pull up with a chop and I pull up with laser
2-3 shots and I feel like I'm Fazer
Better back back before I pull out the taser
Have his ass running like a pacer
I'm chasing the bread, I'm chasing the green
All of my diamonds they dancing they bling
Me and gang gang we gone pull up on the scene
Nigga easy fight yeah nigga ding ding
She want me to get in her body
I run and sip on that Cardi
I'm whippin that mfkin rari
She playing with that boi no cari
I gave her the gwuap
And I gave her the cheese
I gave her the lot
And I gave her the lease
I give her the mop
I give her the keys
I give her the money and I get with the b's

Staying around she a groupie
Floating real high like in tunechi
Counting my paper like loose leaves
There aint none you can do to me
Cause I be where the shooters be
You don't wanna be a problem
Cause I know people who can solve them
They can get you gone real quick
Gotchu gone in a river
Can't make dinner, family wondering
Wondering where you been where you been
Last seen with a friend with a friend
Body gone body gone
They don't he aint coming home
Family don't know he gone he gone
He aint coming home

Huh, he aint coming home
I'm f*cking his bitch I'm breaking her bone
Gave her the money
I gave her the loan
She gave me the top I gave her the bone
(Yeah hey ya)
(Ah hey ya)
(Ah hey ya)
Like why you playing? Why you playing?

Bought her a bag and she flexed in the Yuko
Half price life I saved her like coupons
Bring me the money or I'm breaking the rules
Addicted to money like kids with Jules
Man of the year I cannot be fooled
Run up a check and my niggas gone match it
I'm finer in person and sharp like a hatchet
A freak in the sheet you should watch how we texting
I'm not in my peak but a niggas still flexing
Gang Gang Gang you know how we stepping
Gang Gang Gang you know how we comin
Dick in her mouth made the bad bitch vomit
You get the pussy dry like chips and crumpets
You're not a gangster just be honest.
I'm calling the rain I need my woman
I'm in pain come stomach
Why you running?
This 223 gonna hit your stomach yea
Why you playing?
Why you playing?

Hey,
We in the city and we outside
All my diamonds they glisten
(yeah they real bright)
Convertible coupe
(yeah we goin slide)
At the top of the mountain while you niggas still at the bottom
Yeah that is a problem
Me and the crew really stacking them bands bands bands can't fit in our wallet
Reminiscing bout them days but now I'm balling (balling)
The skies the limit but for me there ain't no talking(yeah yeah)
(And everyday these pussy niggas wanna see me balling)