This is a song about "Lazer rifles"

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

Defending your kingdom’s borders against us with knives and rifles,

Metaphors hit hard as glocs, rifles

Let's have a toast for this new love

Into they fuckin' rifles they like just done won the lottery,

They hating, patrolling and trying to catch me riding dirty

Defending your kingdom’s borders against us with knives and rifles,

Every time she catch feelings she go throw away the gloves

When i blast, rifles will be striking volts like lightning bolts,

The flow cold as a shoulder of a gold diggin hoes

I can do that to a nigga and make a pool on her

Shooting ink upon the looseleaf like a lazer

I got that number one lazer, last name beam.

They said seven tracks, i said fifteen

Now he loads gats and runs with the sick crews with rifles,

Now momma told me be careful who you love