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lazer dim 700 - beachside كلمات أغنية

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[intro]
f_ck, f_ck, f_ck
ayy, watch out (we found him)
ayy, watch out
ayy, watch out
f_ck, f_ck, f_ck
ayy, watch out, ayy, watch out
where the f_ck the lighter at?

[verse]
uh, drank got me down bad, i’m dizzy
twelve hang ’cause that spot be busy
told the folks if they got drugs, get near me
drip before i hit the opp with the semi’
i’m from the trench, i go demon ‘fore bentley
drank the whole pint, i’ma leave this bih’ empty
come outside, i got my fire, i’m outside
n_gga think he throwed, he tryna open his eye
i don’t bе lacked out, i got two different firеs
spin this b_tch out, i can get some new tires
fit blacked out, like i sat in some fire
made this b_tch stand down, she talm’ ’bout, “why?”
come ’round the gang, you wanna act like a guy
take her on a heist, i’m finna see if [?]
my bl!ck gon’ slam, it’s a victory fire
your bl!ck gon’ jam, better not bring it to the fight
n_gga don’t understand, i’m a thief in the night
my drip expand, and so did the price
two different strands in my paper, they fightin’
i don’t ever say sh_t, but these n_ggas bite
your drip lookin’ sp_cious, you think you could fly
the plug he think he jamaican, he white
i got my draco out, i know this bih’ gon’ sw_ng sum’
hit for a bl!ck, i gotta write my name on it
gen 6 glock, i know gang gon’ want it
n_gga ain’t even the opp, you just hang with the opponent
make regular drop look like somethin’, they gon’ want it
talkin’ ’bout “we opp”, you not even on that
n_gga be hangin’ by that light, i’m on that
.223 and the arp
mini_store lit, i got sticks in the v
don’t be capped out, you got drip ’cause of me
all these designer brand, i thought they was cheap
designer brand, i thought they was cheap
roll up some ‘za, i like it on beats
you is a bot, every day you repeat
you ain’t on sh_t, can’t relate to the street
sittin’ on your ‘za, you had that weed for some weeks
give me two guns, and we can get a feat
n_gga better stand down, that boy better retreat
capped out, talm ’bout she listen to r&b
popped out, i leave my tire on the street
opped out, you gettin’ robbed for your weed
sh_t comin’, i’m havin’ money disease
big stomach, that’s from drinkin’ that lean
fit bummin’, but i ain’t trippin’, i eat
gotta have bl!ck, n_gga hang in the bleachers
up with the gen, jumpin’ out my hand
put on these brand, i’m makin’ ’em trend
i just be trollin’, i promise i’m playin’
twelve, if you listenin’, this is not the man
trench boy, act like i got it out the sand
real trench sh_t, n_gga, f_ck you sayin’?
sell some weed before i put it in the pan
know you f_cked up when you put it in my hand
know this sh_t up when i break down the strand
i got some v_bucks, i can go buy some skins
know she gon’ f_ck if she drivin’ the benz
i don’t trust sh_t, you see my fire through my pants
[outro]
f_ck, f_ck, f_ck
ayy, watch out
ayy, watch out
ayy, watch out
f_ck, f_ck
ayy, watch out
ayy, watch out

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