8LBS lyrics
by Justin Rarri
[Intro]
b*tch I'm Lil Rarri but you know I'm calling all the shots
[Verse 1]
Young n*gga hop out with a new Jag
Put 40 bands in the book bag
I'ma f*ck that lil' b*tch and finesse her
I took 30 right off of the dresser
20 bands on my neck i ain't lose that
We don’t f*ck with you n*gga then move back
Pocket rocket young n*gga gone shoot that
Full loaded clip in the book bag
I'm the wave ain't no motherf*ckin' durag
30 will push your whole dude back
Who the f*ck in the place n*gga who that
I just beat that lil pus*y that loose cat
He a blood that n*gga a bool bat
Motherf*cker you pus*y like who cap
Im bonceited these n*ggas they knew that
I don't f*ck with nobody so move back
[Chorus]
I just f*cked a lil' b*tch in the A
Went to the plug stole a draco
Drilling 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
n*gga hop out the 40 I'm beaming
See the blood in his face and he leaking
Just like Kodak i be the lil' demon
8lbs b*tch i made off a lick
Need to chill cause I'm boutta get rich
Big sound they like how you did this
n*ggas trippin' they fold like a b*tch
p*ss down n*gga all on my wrist
I just f*ck her I don't got to kiss
Bling blow n*gga you see the rainbow
Punch a n*gga with all diamond fists
[Bridge]
All the diamonds vvs
I just f*ck with new hoes not my exes yeah
20 bands I might go buy her a new necklace
b*tch don’t call my brodie wildin' yea he reckless
[Verse 2]
All my diamonds Cuban linked up
I got b*tches trying to link up
Now lil' shorty trying to call up
Think a n*gga stupid aww look
I'm just finna thrasher i be killing it
n*gga I'm the don Don diddley
n*ggas talking they ain't killing me
Had to drop the shorty I ain't feeling it
Imma whip up the foreign a new bag
n*gga cooking i call it the stu crack
I just f*cked your lil b*tch you ain't knew that
If I'm doley i might bring the 2 back
I do not know where your boo at
She was topping my bro i ain't notice
b*tch i come off the dome i ain't wrote this
b*tch I'm shining i don't need no Rolex
[Chorus]
Just f*cked a lil b*tch in the A
Went to the plug stole a draco
Drilling 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
n*gga hop out the 40 I'm beaming
See the blood in his face and he leaking
Just like Kodak i be the lil demon
8lbs b*tch I made off a lick
Need to chill cause I'm boutta get rich
Big sound they like how you did this
n*ggas trippin they fold like a b*tch
p*ss down n*gga all on my wrist
I just f*ck her I dont got to kiss
Bling blow n*gga you see the rainbow
Punch a n*gga with all diamond fists
[Verse 3]
b*tch I remember
For them nights we done hit up a cold lick made a crazy December
Daddy really never gave me no nun so when i make it it’ll be all for my momma
n*gga thought that we was best friends but i peep that you changing it was for the better
Dont compare me to a motherf*cking pee
Blow the choppa blow it right on his feet
I done like 50 bands in a week
Plug callin n*gga took all the Ps
Opps callin trying find where I sleep
On the block wildn n*gga f*ck with a G
b*tch I promise i done shed many tears
f*ck they talking trying to end my career
Mouth shining call it new chandelier
Big rarri i done signed up a deal
[Outro]
All the diamonds vvs
I just f*ck with new hoes not my exes yeah
20 bands i might go buy her a new necklace
b*tch don’t call my brodie wildin yea he reckless