Justin Rarri - 8LBS Lyrics

Ayy, ayy
Bitch, I'm Lil Rarri
But you know I'm callin' all the shots
Yeah
Know what the fuck I'm talkin' 'bout
Yeah, ayy

Young nigga 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 with you nigga then move back
Pocket rocket, young nigga gone shoot that
Full loaded clip in the book bag
I'm the wave ain't no motherfuckin' durag
.30 will push your whole dude back
Who the fuck in the place? Nigga, who that?
I just beat that lil' pussy, that loose cat
He a blood that nigga a bool bat
Motherfucker you pussy like who cap
I'm bonceited these niggas they knew that
I don't fuck with nobody so move back

I just fucked a lil' bitch in the A
Went to the plug stole a Draco
Drillin' up in your place if I say so
I don't play with my money no play dough
Peep the ice on my neck I'm anemic
Nigga hop out, the .40 I'm beamin'
See the blood in his face and he leakin'
Just like Kodak I be the lil' demon
8lbs, bitch, I made off a lick
Need to chill 'cause I'm bouta get rich
Big sound they like how you did this
Niggas trippin' they fold like a bitch
Piss down, nigga, all on my wrist
I just fuck her I don't got to kiss
Bling-blaow, nigga, you see the rainbow
Punch a nigga with all diamond fists

All the diamonds VVS
I just fuck with new hoes not my exes, yeah
Twenty bands I might go buy her a new necklace, ayy
Bitch don't call my brodie wildin', yeah, he reckless

All my diamonds Cuban linked up
I got bitches tryin' to link up
Now lil' shorty tryin' to call up
Think a nigga stupid, aw, look
I'm just finna thrash it, nigga, killin' it
Nigga I'm the don, Don Diddley
Niggas talkin' they ain't killin' me
Had to drop the shorty I ain't feelin' it
I'ma whip up the foreign a new bag
Nigga cookin' I call it the stu' crack
I just fucked your lil bitch you ain't knew that
If I'm doley I might bring the two back
I do not 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

I just fucked a lil bitch in the A
Went to the plug stole a Draco
Drillin' up in your place if I say so
I don't play with my money no play dough
Peep the ice on my neck I'm Anemic
Nigga hop out the .40 I'm beamin'
See the blood in his face and he leakin'
Just like Kodak I be the lil demon
8lbs, bitch, I made off a lick
Need to chill 'cause I'm bouta get rich
Big sound they like how you did this
Niggas trippin' they fold like a bitch
Piss down, nigga, all on my wrist
I just fuck her I don't got to kiss
Bling-blaow, nigga you see the rainbow
Punch a nigga with all diamond fists

Bitch, I remember
For them nights we done hit up a cold lick made a crazy December
Daddy really never gave me no none
So when I make it it be all for my mama
Nigga thought that we was best friends
But I peep that you changin' it was for the better
Don't compare me to a motherfuckin' pee
Blow the choppa blow it right on his feet
I done like fifty bands in a week
Plug callin' nigga took all the Ps
Opps callin' tryin' find where I sleep
On the block wildin', nigga, fuck with a G
Bitch, I promise I done shed many tears
Fuck they talkin' tryin' to end my career
Mouth shinin' call it new chandelier
Big Rarri I done signed up a deal

Uh, all the diamonds VVS
Uh, I just fuck with new hoes not my exes, yeah
Twenty bands I might go buy her a new necklace
Bitch don't call my brodie wildin', yeah, he reckless