SICKBOYRARI, also known as Black Kray & 10k Motorola, formerly known as $B … Read Full Bio ↴SICKBOYRARI, also known as Black Kray & 10k Motorola, formerly known as $B K R 4 Y, Persian Cellphone Prince, ICED OUT UZI & Baby Moet, is an American recording artist, producer, and film director from Richmond, VA. He is the founder of the label Goth Money.

Rari began making music in his teenage years, releasing his first song on Myspace in 2007 shortly after buying his first microphone. That year, he would also go on to create his YouTube-channel, which was at the time known as sk8tbrdt, where he upload skating clips, music videos, and sometimes even just regular videos of him hanging out with his friends and listening to music.

In 2011, Rari joined his first collective, The Terrorist Posse, which at the time consisted of him and some friends. In late 2012, after having released some work together and a few members leaving, the short-lived group would eventually turn into the well-known Goth Money Records that Rari's known for founding today.
He has his own extensive solo discography separate from Goth Money, however. Rari is also a frequent collaborator, creating tracks with artists & producers such as Lil Yachty, SpaceGhostPurrp, Bladee, CHXPO, Working on Dying, Big Baby, Metro Boomin, and many more.

Rari is one of the most unique artists born from the internet rap culture, drawing heavy influence from artists such as Lil B, MGMT, Pink Floyd & Santigold. His mannerisms and style made him a pioneer in the cloud rap sub-genre, and has also been at the forefront of the tread sub-genre. His signature delivery is often very slurred or nearly unintelligible, sometimes reaching a sing-song tone.

Rari continuously pushes out new music, and always exemplifies his self-coined “still struglin', still shinnin'” lifestyle.

Better Dayz Ack
SICKBOYRARI Lyrics

Ayy, shit, thuggin' with my ack, ayy
Thuggin' with my ack, ayy
Pull up on your block, ayy
Goin' hard, can't stop, shit
Thuggin' with my ack, ayy
Pull up on your block, shine

Thuggin' with my ack pull up on your block
Goin' hard, can't stop shinin' till the top
Thuggin' with my ack pull up on your block

Goin' hard, can't stop shinin' till the top
That my whoadie that my whoadie
That my whoadie that my whoadie

My brother, boy, I love him
That my brother, boy, I love him
My brother, boy, I love him
That my brother, boy, I love him, shit
Dancin' with my shoota
Dancin' with my whoadie big gun tote, ayy
Pink Glock 40 see my momma there, I love her
Wipe them tears from her face
Flip phone on me
Why my uncle caught a case, ayy
Free my uncle Juice free my uncle Juice
Smoking on kush pack, got it for the 2
Why (Them my ack) why (Them my ack)
Why (Thuggin' with my) why, why, why
I'm thuggin' with my ack
Thuggin' with my ack
I'll pull on your block, grindin'
Shinin' till the top
Thuggin' with my ack, thuggin' with my ack
I'm thuggin' with my ack

Goth Money in all black
That's just how it goes
Styling with the Tec, my
Uncle my whoadie why, ay
The hood crack dirty, dizzy, had to go
These niggas talkin' down but I
Just hear them fall
I'm dancing with my shoota and my whoadie
And door to door
This shot-shot infrared whoadie
Ayy, and shout out to my momma and my poppa
I'm shinin' till the top around the block

With my ack pull up on your block
Goin' hard, can't stop shinin' till the top
Thuggin' with my ack pull up on your block
Goin' hard, can't stop shinin' till the top
Thuggin' with my ack pull up on your block
Goin' hard, can't stop shinin' till the top
Thuggin' with my ack pull up on your block
Goin' hard, can't stop shinin' till the top
That my whoadie that my whoadie
That my whoadie that my whoadie

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