Motherfucker too ill

New feng-shui, can′t match this haze

This molly wearing off, so I'm in a new phaseTake a nigga cheese he squealing

Booted I′m through the ceiling

Oh what a wonderful feeling

Stay with the potion we always reeling

Up for some nights you ain't know the meaning

Numbing the pain screaming fuck the feelings

Dancing with devils ain't help the healing

Faking my smiles

Ain′t been myself for a while

No service in clouds

Or single soul I could dial

Ain′t suicidal but bet imma go out in style

Praying my life take a different route

Fuck the clout & make my niggas proud

Zooted moscato the alcohol

I'm on the beat like a

Rager

Motherfucking Rager

Rager

Come with me

Young rager smoke high can′t see

Yeah Earth see ya later

Crossed up, zig zag uh

Pour da cup up

Spliff puff, mean mug

Ain't passing shit bruh

I love drugs, love women and I love pugs

Ain′t sober yet, big love to the fucking plug

Walk on water Shinobi

Left hand bunny Ginobli

My formula ravioli

Rager (Woo)

Imma motherfucking rager

Imma motherfucking rager

Rager (Woo)

Imma motherfucking rager

Imma motherfucking rager

Through late nights

To stay right

I stay high

We rage hard but play nice

We play the part

We play it right

We raise the bar

We change minds

Rarely sober, stay with doja

Through the roof

Thank god for the boof (Based God)

Meet me on the moon, one hit we zoom

My neighbors hate my sonic boom

Seeing colors, like a rainbow

Cookie blunt gas lit volcano

No fish-scale, sorry no bueno

Ever seen a fucking devil with a halo

She asking why I move like that

Anxiety got me upside down like a bat (Based God)

No fucks ha and no cap

Rager uh and a sap

Never be chasing the clout I got steeze

How you be rocking with doubts, chase yo dreams

Ubers be fishy, but stuck to my route

Keep it cool or mama said knock you out ok

Swerve when we ride

Cause of Cece on the east side thats a nose dive

And niggas better stay in they lane on that side

This my life, my jive

Too high, don't cry

My slime, my ties

Brookfield nigga yeah yeah

Cream City Crip yea yea

Run it back, Cream City crip yea yea

Knuck if ya Buck got chips yea yea

My slime, my ties yea yea

My jive too high can′t match this here

And we up too high for fear

Devil cant reach us now we clear

Rager (Woo)

Imma motherfucking rager

Imma motherfucking rager

Rager (Woo)

Imma motherfucking rager

Imma motherfucking rager

Rager (Woo)

Imma motherfucking rager