Testo Lab Rat

Uh, whew, bitch, uh-huh
Yeah, uh-huh, rap game John Paxson

Pew, pew, I be gettin' to the cheese like a lab rat
Said you rockin', but you don't even have that
Quarter of White Runtz in my backpack
T'd off in a horse, lookin' like I'm BoJack
Playin' with Nas and you gettin' toe-tapped Always Famous Dex, I'm makin' these hoes mad
You ain't gettin' any money, you so sad
In an automatic, pushin' the start
Smokin' the sour, ain't fuckin' with darts
Talk of the mall like you Paul Blart
Creep in the woods like a national park
Pew, pew, bitches be talkin' that shit on the regular
I had to plug the bitch off of my cellular
Play with them racks, swingin' like I'm Federer

Rock it on me like I'm David Durango
Heat up my feet like I'm steppin' in lava
I'm seein' dead people steppin' in Prada
Changin' the temperature, makin' it hotter
Play with that boy, he not one of them Re-up today, I'm feelin' like Ben
Ten bands in, that shit feel exquisite
Hide from the doubt, we takin' a visit
Know that I have it, I guess that I'm Gibson
Said you got sauce? Where is it?
Revivin' the wood, I'm lifted
Hop in that Foreign, you know I'ma drift it
Getting my home, but ain't talkin' 'bout lag
Shooters in Utah, Georges Niang
Kickin' that bitch out, Luke Cage
Designer, I switch out, got range

Pew, pew, I be gettin' to the cheese like a lab rat
Said you rockin', but you don't even have that
Quarter of White Runtz in my backpack
T'd off in a horse, lookin' like I'm BoJack
Playin' with Nas and you gettin' toe-tapped
Always Famous Dex, I'm makin' these hoes mad
You ain't gettin' any money, you so sad
In an automatic, pushin' the start
Smokin' the sour, ain't fuckin' with darts
Talk of the mall like you Paul Blart
Creep in the woods like a national park
Pew, pew, bitches be talkin' that shit on the regular
I had to plug the bitch off of my cellular
Play with them racks, swingin' like I'm Federer