We Rare

[Intro: Lil B]
Who keeping it real? Lil B, Chance the Rapper
West side, man, yeah man. West side out, west side, know what I'm saying
Shoutout to all the beautiful ladies man
What's up man

[Hook: Chance The Rapper & (Lil B)]
We rare, we rare, (whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop, Based God)
Rare, rare (whoop, whoop) feel me?
Out of thin air, I made it to a new thang (Feel me?)
Pull up in that Bruce Wayne
You should see me change, we rare (yeah, Based God)

[Verse: Lil B]
(Based God) Call me so rare in this bitch, I'mma tell you about me and I'mma tell you 'bout this
Lil B for lil boss, they know my stilo
Coming through, man I swear I got a kilo
Sniff that off me, rocking off the top man, they know I'm like coffee
I be in the morning, see me out there yawning
I'm like "bitch you boring", she out here jawing
Riding that Bentley
Riding that shit, man, comfortable
I'm looking like the king, I'm so comfortable
What's up Kanye West man, you the bro
We gon' handle business, I'mma tell you like this, I'm handling my business
It's Lil B and lil boss, and Chance the Rapper, y'all girls gotta come over here faster, because we...

[Hook]
We Rare, we rare (whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop, Based God)
Rare, rare (whoop, whoop) feel me?
Out of thin air, I made it to a new thang
Pull up in that Bruce Wayne
You should see me change, we rare (yeah, Based God)

[Verse 2: Chance The Rapper]
You should see me in that rare thing, that shit is erry' thing
Uh huh, huh huh, with my [?]
On my Bulls and Sox and Bears game
When I'm pullin' up in that foie gras, damn that boy got swag, rah
I say Allah, woochie woochie voila
Voila, shorty play the violin, little bit smaller than I'm used to
I asked 'em "what's mooshoo?"
She said "you hungry?", [?] I'm ugly

[Interlude: Chance The Rapper]
That shit actually goes crazy
Cos I feel like muh'fuckers don't understand uh, the reason why we rare is cos everybody's beautiful
And that shit just makes me rare and so that's why I'mma just keep dancing in the studio
And I feel like, nigga, hear me dancing in the..

[Verse 3: Chance The Rapper]
I like my shit uncooked, I like my shit just raw
Everything that you thought I wrote, I just thought
I be coming off the top, that is my talk
Top of my head at the end of my black afro
What I do, what I do when I step in the club
Everybody give me dap, bitches give me love
And the bartender, at the end he just give a hug
He say "thank you for dropping fifty million thousand dubs"
When I'm in the club, niggas love me so much
Chano, man I swear we fuckin' just so tough
So when I say I'm, I'm, I'm rare
I just mean I'm like Jordan when I'm catchin' some air, cos
 

[Hook]
We Rare, we rare (whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop, Based God)
Rare, rare (whoop, whoop) feel me?
Out of thin air, I made it to a new thang
Pull up in that Bruce Wayne
You should see me change, we rare (yeah, Based God)
We Rare, we rare (whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop, Based God)
Rare, rare (whoop, whoop) feel me?
Out of thin air, I made it to a new thang
Pull up in that Bruce Wayne
You should see me change, we rare (yeah, Based God)