Jackrabbits LAZER DIM 700

[Intro]
Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck
I got lil’-, I got lil' Goxan on this motherfucker

[Verse]
My mask gon' hide me on my jugg, drinking a jug, I took me a chug
Lil’ Fast going up, they showing me love
Twelve hit the spot, hide the pills under the rug
Long live June, he watch me above
Nigga want to hide, I got my fire at a dugout
Booked for a show, bitch, I'm turning your club out
I'm in the shed, we got blicks in the clubhouse
Approach me tripping, this fuck nigga drugged out
Said it was smoke, I ain't showing no love now
The gang gon' link, we link at the dugout
Take the fire from me, I swear I might bug out
Pull out my money, I ain't leaving shit digital
Shit in my blick, it gon' help me get rid of you
Tripping at the show, nigga, want to get physical
Old head looked at me, he said I'm pitiful
You should've knew I was gon' be a rich dropout
Stacking my munyun, I don't give a fuck what you talking about
Invade the trap, made the fuck nigga run out
Fuck the ho' hard, I done fucked the ho' bun out
Come to your hood, make it hot, bring the sun out
Sneaky link put me out, walk home, gun out
Told the play meet me now before I run out
Sitting in the corner, would be back then
Seen you down bad, could've stepped on you right then
My fire gon' run with me, I ain't putting it in the trash can
You talking about you stepping, well, put on your mask then
I'm fiending for exotic, don't tell me your backend
My service fucking up my cellular, lagging
Go to the trench, ask them who got the block hot
Gen six on me, I pop out with Glock out
You did a pill, you ready to rock out
Stay off them pills, that shit gon' help me get you
He ready to tell it, you think the bitch with you?
Big ass pants, boy them pants don't fit you
Look at his face, you think that nigga with you?
Shoutout to Goxan, he gon' help me get richer
Shut the fuck up, tell your nigga stop bitching
Shit get real like Boston Richey
Smoke me a blunt of the za, finna pass out, fuck