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

[Verse: Lil B]
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 steelo
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, she be 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 y'all like this, I'm handling my business
It's Lil B for 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 e'er'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?", [unintelligible]

[Interlude: Chance The Rapper]
Hahahahaha
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, n***a, 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
But 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, n***as 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, 'cause

[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)