Rare Ranger Exclusive

[Chorus]
Rare Ranger Exclusive, Rare Ranger Exclusive (yuh, yuh)
Country club shit, yeah we doozy (yeah)
Rare Ranger Exclusive (yuh)
Get it lit, ay, Brahman (yuh)
Rare Ranger Exclusive (yuh)
Country club shit, yeah we doozy (yeah)
Ay
Rare ranger exclusive, rare ranger exclusive (yuh, yuh)
(Run it up rangers)
Run it up, run it up (ay)
Rare ranger exclusive, run it up, rare ranger exclusive (yuh)

[Verse 1]
Light up the wood started smokin' that cedar
She lickin' it up, now a boy gotta feed her
Mike J, 40 ounce, 1.2 litre
Gripping our guns and we pointing the heater
Like rangers, no we don't fuck with no strangers
Those kind of people is dangerous (dangerous)
Blue boy pointin' the manger (manger)
He don't give in to the anger (anger)
He don't escribe to no system
He don't talk back if you diss him
Put on my beats so you listen
Some day my wrist gotta glisten
Some day that shit it be missing
Either way fire
Don't matter if you think I'm lying
You be the bitch outta line
Judging me at all
Like I said people be cattle
Being above it's a battle
Had all my shit in one place and it left with me
Now I'm in the race bitch definitely
Rolling over boulders into clovers
Strolling through the cold and supernovas
I'on need another childhood
All these 20-somethins actin' like a child would
Roll a gram in the back, call that shit a wild wood
Ain't with the weed tucked, yeah my blunt wild good
And that bitch can't hit it
Unless you show me your ranger card
We hanging you know where the rangers are
You bet that we be where the danger are
We chill with yo bitch till we change of heart

[Chorus]
Rare Ranger Exclusive, Rare Ranger Exclusive (yuh, yuh)
Country club shit, yeah we doozy (yeah)
Rare Ranger Exclusive (yuh)
Rare Ranger Exclusive, Rare Ranger Exclusive (yuh, yuh)
Country club shit, yeah we doozy (yeah)
Rare Ranger Exclusive, Rare Ranger Exclusive (yuh, yuh)
Country club shit, yeah we doozy (yeah)
Rare Ranger Exclusive (yuh)

[Verse 2]
I feel like I'm alone in the culture
All these other kids lookin' like vultures
And I get dressin' up like your idol
And most yo others gettin' off lookin' idle
Take a picture make perception that you makin' moves
And watch the numbers climbing up and influence your moves
Make a vlog for the views and the song for the listens
But I ain't with none of that business
I'm at where it sweats everyday if I can hag it
Red carpet in my hotbox jacket
My saw gotta pack it
I don't got no time for shit I don't like
In advance when I'm up then I'll give it a chance (yuh, yuh)
My momma told me life is limited that's why we in this shit
Exclusivity is ironic cuz everyone smokin' that chronic and claiming they lookin' iconic
You can do it too
And that's just from me to you
Read the beat on the sea with tiki too
Get it lit as me that's bein' true
Exclusive

[Chorus]
Rare Ranger Exclusive, Rare Ranger Exclusive (yuh)
Country club shit, yeah we doozy (yeah)
Rare Ranger Exclusive (yuh)