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nevada - justin rarri lyrics

[intro]
yeah, yeah, yeah

[chorus]
i got big guap, it’s adding up, they like “how the f*ck?”
know we come from that block, i’m ballin’ up, so she do the most
all she know is d*ckride, so she gon’ come when i’m booted up
shawty don’t know what i been through
spinnin’ right through your hood what i’m into
i got a fetish for all of this smoke
know we comin’ real dirty, we trap after dark
i just flooded a bag at the mall
i could sh*t on a broke n*gga, new audemars
i could fit thirty bands in my pocket, this sh*t ain’t come easy, know i’m workin’ hard
that’s my fault, i let you get attached, i’m in love with the money, she all broken hearted
give me that head r*t*rded
she wanna hop on the front of the big body benz, we on it
she wanna hop on the red eye, she gon’ f*ck on the kid regardless
bae don’t act like she ain’t need me
don’t need love, b*tch you ain’t keke
old b*tch left me, i got richie

[verse]
give it a month, bet a hunnid she miss me
in the bentley, n*gga f*ck was you thinkin’?
postin’ sh*t, finna start a war
send a hit on your brother, like “f*ck repercussions”
made a model hold the glock, i know she nervous
kick her out, she ain’t with the sh*ts, she stuck up in birkin
b*tch i’m a dog, so i got her cryin’
said that hoe got me drawn
’cause i know that she lyin’ on us
put in blood for these bands, i make it look easy
you ain’t smokin’ sh*t, pass it to me
bands up, brodie hold the choppa for a reason
leave that n*gga on the floor, he leakin’
bro got the drop, h*lla easy
with a scope and a stock, yeah i need it
i just think ’bout them days, that she ain’t need me
i was lyin’ if i told you “i need you”
i dont need you
[chorus]
i got big guap, it’s adding up, they like “how the f*ck?”
know we come from that block, i’m ballin’ up, so she do the most
all she know is d*ckride, so she gon’ come when i’m booted up
shawty don’t know what i been through
spinnin’ right through your hood what i’m into
i got a fetish for all of this smoke
know we comin’ real dirty, we trap after dark
i just flooded a bag at the mall
i could sh*t on a broke n*gga, new audemars
i could fit thirty bands in my pocket, this sh*t ain’t come easy, know i’m workin’ hard
that’s my fault, i let you get attached, i’m in love with the money, she all broken hearted
give me that head r*t*rded
she wanna hop on the front of the big body benz, we on it
she wanna hop on the red eye, she gon’ f*ck on the kid regardless
bae don’t act like she ain’t need me
don’t need love, b*tch you ain’t keke
old b*tch left me, i got richie

- justin rarri lyrics

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