FÜK FIENDS Rarin

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[Chorus]
Pop out with that demon
And I’m speeding way too fast
Pussy boys they tweaking
And they fiending for some racks
I surpassed the teacher
Now I got his salary in cash
Ridin’ with the nina
I cross out my enemies and dash
I do my dance on that hoe
I'll do my dance on that hoe
I got some plans for her throat
I got some plans for her throat
I met some fans at the store
I met some fans at the store
Shawty talking to the goat

[Verse]
Diamond finger, diamond Cartier
No you can’t be like Rari'
In that Benz yes I got it
With my twin we making profit
B17 blessed the kid
Back to back was making hits
As a teen I got rich
It is what it is, it is what it isn't
I fuck thesе hoes they all my mistress
What’s thе plan? I got more bitches
I'm too locked in the bank 8 digits
Oh you got bands? I friend zone strippers
I blew 2 checks on my new neck neck neck neck neck
It cost 6 figures
I'll chase another fucking check check check check check
I'm chasing millions
They fall in love with me like bet bet bet bet bet
I blocked her insta
I'm on a clubbing spree like bless bless bless bless bless
All my new figures
I like money, sex, and drugs
Shawty pulled up for some neck
Then she left with a dub
These boys funny, upset, and scrubs
They be fiending for a check
But the bank said huh huh huh
Why these bands keep coming in
Sold my soul oh no I didn’t
Rap done saved me and my children
I walk out they flock the building

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