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Justin Rarri

From the Bronx, New York, Justin Rarri alrighty has two Albums under his belt (Youngest In Kharge and 4EVARARRi) while the song that blew him up, W2LEEZY has 10 million views on YouTube.

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Year:

2020

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[Intro]
Hmm, hmm-hmm
(Seph got the waves)
Hmm, hmm, hmm-hmm, hmm
Hmm, hmm
(Ayy, lay that shit)

[Chorus]
Fake hoe, get the f*ck from 'round me
I got some shit that I know, I can't tell nobody
Hmm, pick up, pick up
I'm feelin' like I'm dyin'
I got that cold heart fever, I been feelin' no one 'round me
And I got a feelin', you don't care about me, you just wanna see all this money

[Verse]
And this is for everybody
I'm still stuck in the hood, I been killin' myself
I been smoking 'til I get this pain all out me
Had to get up by myself
'Cause they don't give a f*ck, man, these niggas don't care about you
We be shootin', watch your step
I got hella big dogs and them niggas don't play about me
'Til the day we up on jet ski, oh baby I cry
And she want me fall off, you think I'm blind sighted
I been stuck in my head, gotta move out it
Momma say I need therapy, I'm wildin'
Give a f*ck 'bout drip, want no stylist
I been gone too long, I'm too quiet
Only trust my dirty four
You know my heart cold
Only worried 'bout bankroll
And I know they wonder why he ain't talking
Just because I said so
And I promise mama after I reach it, I ain't tryna hear nothin'
And I promise that none of them niggas is walkin' up
I got bitches spread open, they callin' us
Look at that guap, all in my jeans
I ain't worried 'bout them, like "F*ck you mean?"
Let me change my flow 'fore they critique
I'ma run up the money and f*ck on a shawty
Ain't tellin' me shit, I got bigger plans
Hold a mini drac' with my left hand
And that f*ck nigga mad 'cause I get bands
Don't lie on me, yeah
Servin' your pops, he be stuck on that dust
I put the money right over the dubs
We can't talk 'bout a issue, say that bitch ain't the one
I need a shawty
Off the rip, don't judge me
Just hold me closer while tellin' me that you love me

[Chorus]
Fake hoe, get the f*ck from 'round me
I got some shit that I know, I can't tell nobody
Hmm, pick up, pick up
I'm feelin' like I'm dyin'
I got that cold heart fever, I been feelin' no one 'round me
And I got a feelin', you don't care about me, you just wanna see all this money

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