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lazer dim 700 - boxhed كلمات أغنية

[intro]
f_ck, f_ck, f_ck, f_ck
i’m high as f_ck right now
f_ck, f_ck, f_ck, f_ck

[chorus]
n_gga pull a whole lot of racks out right now
three chains on, my neck a lil’ iced out
turn this sh_t up, finna burn down the f_ckin’ house
b_tch keep callin’ my phone
had to tell that ho i ain’t doin’ no cakin’
walkin’ down the road, under my arm, i got the glock, though
jumpin’ in the crowd, if i see smoke, act slow

[verse 1]
i’m a problem child, somehow i can rock those
sit the f_ck down, you makin’ that cap sh_t
f_cked up when they been screeching around sh_t
get behind the wheel, i might geek up this v6
i don’t f_ck with grammar, ain’t need it, i’m true with it
you gon’ get spinned, you talk with these n_ggas
ooh, just drop me off half double soon
b_tch gon’ top me off after i don’t do one
spin the b_tch every day, buy a umbrella
i want to break the b_tch, i’ll have my fun with her
anywhere wе go, push, know we got a gun with us
turnin’ sh_t only at the f_ckin’ function
smokin’ all this f_ckin’ dope, got thе munchies
all these b_tches wanna lean
whole lot of racks, whole lot of money
box a n_gga in, why you runnin’ from me? (f_ck, f_ck)
[chorus]
n_gga pull a whole lot of racks out right now
three chains on, my neck a lil’ iced out
turn this sh_t up, finna burn down the f_ckin’ house
b_tch keep callin’ my phone
had to tell that ho i ain’t doin’ no cakin’
walkin’ down the road, under my arm, i got the glock, though
jumpin’ in the crowd, if i see smoke, act slow

[verse 2]
i ain’t gotta tell lil’ twin to blow ’cause he on go
same p_ssy hatin’ in my comments be front row
why the f_ck a n_gga askin’ me? n_gga, i don’t know
i ain’t need too much, we ain’t puttin’ drip on it
every time i rap, it be weed and my earphones
everybody in my hood, i run out of flip_dots
champagne’s on the line, n_gga, but i’m n0body
dirty glock in my pants, probably got four bodies
seven grams goin’ for a dollar, you get most of it
bump down to my hood, got your ho in my hood
i love all my family, 12 know what’s up
up it out my pants, send this f_ck boy
p_ssy n_gga hit, he wanna fire me up
cl!ck the five_seven once just to test my luck
escaped it so i call the black truck
[chorus]
n_gga pull a whole lot of racks out right now
three chains on, my neck a lil’ iced out
turn this sh_t up, finna burn down the f_ckin’ house (burn down the f_ckin’ house)
b_tch keep callin’ my phone
had to tell that ho i ain’t doin’ no cakin’
walkin’ down the road, under my arm, i got the glock, though
jumpin’ in the crowd, if i see smoke, act slow

[outro]
f_ck f_ck
f_ck, f_ck
ayy, ayy, fire that sh_t up

- lazer dim 700

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