Rarey Life Lyrics – PS Hitsquad

[Intro]
Ayy
Oh s*it
Hitsquad, baby
Huh
(‘Til we get there)
Look

[Chorus]
Rarey life, huh, rarey life, huh
Rarey life, huh, rarey life, huh
Rarey life, rarey life, rarey life, rarey life

Rarey life, huh, rarey life

[Verse]
Look, everybody get gone but this one here, yeah everyone can get some, fu*k up everyone
Rarey life ’til the next one, rarey life, fu*k a gyal until the next one, fu*k a married life
Basta picking, I wan’ blast the picking
(??) know me, I smoke Jamba with him
Got locks, feel like I’m a rasta picking
Guwop tucked, it might be the diamond within with a diamond
Rice and cassava, I like the Pullava and I ain’t gotta ride with no armour
I just send a prayer up and write to the Father
Shoutout to my granddad, he died as a farmer
With the money there, I’m in the same place, huh
I just tell her bruck, baby shake waist
Bruck waist for me, baby it’s a safe space
Tell any n!gga pulling up “I do it bait face”
Number five beach, its a long suite
I got sweets for a n!gga, I’m a OG
I’m a street boy, I grew up in OT
Said she want the ting, I make her OD
Look, backside fat size, damn right, black ties, black lives, slap mine, gaslight, landmines
Make the motor capsize, white guys act right, I come with the black guys, darkness, flashlight
Hardest man shine, can’t diss, man ride, pull up with me paddy, get the addy then it’s that time
Bust ‘pon them, I’m in the passy with a black .9
Bust ‘pon them, you talking figures, need about nine

Call me (??)
And for the pain, drinking (??) until it’s gone away
With a (??), I might get on a plane
Pull up then I’m gone again, I’m in another place
Rarey life got me, smoking skunk weed, I was up in country
But in my country, my people living comfy
They think I’m comfy, I count the money monthly then bust a one, two step or it’s cunch fees
I send out a one, two text, if you cuss me, I pick up a gun, who’s next?
Fu*k a undie, you know all my thugs ruthless
Tryna snub me even though their dons do less
That ain’t on me, I bust a one, two step
The car’s roofless, gyally got a huge chest
I’m the chief, I don’t really give a fu*k, do vex
N!gga P, if you want it, I’ma come, two sec’s
I drink Bamba, I got (??) a gangsta
In the deep end, I see them on me water
Use my teeth, open up a bottle Fanta

[Chorus]
Rarey life, huh, rarey life, huh
Rarey life, huh, rarey life, huh
Rarey life, rarey life, rarey life, rarey life
Rarey life, huh, rarey life (Rarey life, rarey life)