Rabbit Island

[Intro]

Jam (Jam), jam, bitch

You know what I'm sayin'? (Get your notes together, nigga)

Ayo

[Verse 1]

Slammin', Eastside, drugs in my bloodstream

Killer with the illegitimate funds, I got 'em scrubbed clean (Yeah, yeah)

Pussy had me too excited, picked up on the first ring (Yeah)

Chopped some blow and fucked that ho to Joe, I made a love scene (Yeah, yeah)

Slangin' on this blade, steadily prayin' they don't cut me (Yeah)

Hide my scars with Audemars, got diamond tenants up under the rugby

DM flooded from all the hoes that said I was ugly and wouldn't touch me

Tigers in my yard like Tyson, get the Dyson, niggas is dusty

I'm on four tires and gold wires

Low on the supply, but if she fuckin', then I'm supplyin' (Yeah)

Like Pablo in the Bahamas, drop my dope off on Rabbit Island (Yeah)

I never crash out, I got my life set on auto-pilot (Yeah)

Suck me while I'm drivin', put the Cyber in auto-pilot (Yeah)

They said I was in a no-fly zone, I had no compliance

I had a couple of nothin'-ass hoes on my shoulders cryin'

He dumped her like a thot, he got the roster spot on the Lions

That's how we do, ho, yeah

(He got you, now you think I'ma fuck with you, huh?)

'Cause all the bitch recent contacts was niggas that's on a contract (Yeah)

Ho, I know your salary cap, off the 'Gram, you in a Kia

Fuckin' hoes from all arenas, I ain't got no off-season, bitch, yeah

[Bridge]

Fuckin' hoes from all arenas, I ain't got no off-season

Slangin' thangs, my shit bangin' like orangutans

Prices on my head, blood all over this paper, man, yeah

(The Rabbit) Mic check-check, yeah

Yeah, come on, yeah, gotta check-check

Slangin' thangs, my shit bangin' like orangutans

Prices on my life, life is what you make it, man (Uh)

[Verse 2]

Still thuggin', hoes frontin'

Niggas underrate me like Jalen Brunson, but yo, I'm leavin' with somethin'

I'm from around the way, ho can't take my crown away (Yeah)

Starvin' in that cell, feel like I lost like three, four pounds a day

Growin' up in the G, might have to duck at least four rounds a day

Don't wait 'round for no ambulance, bitch, ándale (Yeah)

Murder always complicate, once it's up, it's outer space

Niggas wanna have a kumbaya, but I can't conversate (Nah)

We kill 'em, we can't conversate (We can't conversate)

No more talk, that's for the weak

Got a brand-new switchy with an itchy trigger finger, fuck a tweak

And if you cross me in the street, I pray to God you think it's sweet

I put some change up on your head and have your name stuck on your feet

I fuck your—, I fuck your name up in the street

Like Jussie Smollett, label looked at your first week, that shit was cheeks

Rabbit bakin' cakes and all of these pussies gon' get a piece

Gangster Kane, I ain't ashamed like Jermaine, I won't delete, nigga

Fin poppin', opps droppin'

Handicapped that nigga, gave him front-row parkin', I leave a bitch with options

Slangin' thangs, my shit bangin' like orangutans

Prices on my life, life is what you make it, man (Yeah)