Kidd Keo - Rarri lyrics

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[Kidd Keo - Rarri lyrics]

Now bitch rides for the money
Keo 'tá haciendo mucho money
Tú quieres de lo mío, primo, call
No es por billetes (Wuh, prrah)

Tic tac, rain in the money, in the money
Mueve ese paquete por el money, por el money
Ponlo in the back for the homies
Trap hard, kill it, got a Rarri (Got a Rarri)
I got a Rarri, boy tell it, I got a Rarri
Show for the money, for the money
For the Rarri (Ya, ya) ya, ya ya, ya
For the Rarri ya, ya ya, ya for the money

Don't play, I got the money in the back
Mejor no jodas conmigo, tú ya sabes
Soy el rey si tengo la plata trapean for me
Mueva esa pompa de ahí pa' mí
Quiero la money y el trap for me
Trap for the money, I trap for it
Trap for the bance, I'ma trap, trap
Hella green in the back for the guapo
Now we only money team, baby trap off
To' esos rappers estaban heavy for the guap

Call me young, sucio guap young, sucio, guap
You can call me joven guap
Young, sucio, guap young, sucio, guap
Young, sucio, guap
You can call me sucio guap young sucio guapo
Joven, sucio guapo, state crazy
Tengo a to' mi block entero smoking Haze
Stand on, put the things in a place
No estoy pa' mamonadas, it's not in a bitch
Wait

Tic tac, rain in the money, in the money
Mueve ese paquete por el money, por el money
Ponlo in the back for the homies
For the homies
Trap hard, kill it, got a Rarri (Got a Rarri)

I got a Rarri, boy tell it, I got a Rarri
Show for the money, for the money
For the Rarri ya, ya ya, ya
For the Rarri ya, ya ya, ya for the money

'Tamos haciéndolo por queso
Sucio, guapo, primo, no hay peso
To' mi combo está trappin' pa eso
To' mi combo, mi combo es por eso
Lloran mis padres si yo acabo preso
A mi me da igual mientras siga el ingreso
Yo hablo de money, por eso hago eso
On the trap like a race
Conduciendo un Porsche sin licencia
Amo de cheese shit primo, pa' que veas
(¿Cuál de vosotros?) f12, autopista, 270
I'm driving a foreign, bitch
I'm in a Panamera
I'll be doing shows out to cashing out
(Cashin')
Killing rappers like I'm shooting off
Always selling weed like the cashing out
All the homies is not the hell in off
Está prime' primo, en España na'
Si no tienes money, primo, vete out
'Tamos flexing, we ain't worry 'bout (Flex)
Sucio guapo in the game lag

You can call me sucio guapo
Joven, sucio guapo
You can call me sucio guapo
Joven, sucio guapo

Tic tac, rain in the money, in the money
Mueve ese paquete por el money, por el money
Ponlo in the back for the homies
For the homies
Trap hard, kill it, got a Rarri (Got a Rarri)
I got a Rarri, boy tell it, I got a Rarri
Show for the money, for the money
For the Rarri ya, ya ya, ya for the Rarri
Ya, ya ya, ya for the money

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