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lazer dim 700 - dammit كلمات أغنية

[intro]
(i get wet)
mp5, mp5

[verse]
test in my motherf_ckin’ brain
your skull in my motherf_ckin’ pocket
collect the boost, still havin’ autis—
run up to the chop, gotta reup
talkin’ bullsh_t get you beat up
chase you through the hood, pick your feet up
the cap just wanna be gang
the plug, they talkin’ too much
they taxin’ just for a blunt
i practice, where my big gun?
we can link soon as the sun go down
i swerve the b_tch, then i pop my arm out
[tramper?] making plays in a burnt house
you feel it, aggressor, gon’ take your anger out
sound progressive before you pop out
drippin’ like dressy, your drip on the ground
this b_tch keep testing, i tell him pull down
i know you heard gun smoke outside
his shots, you get on the floor
we got on skelly, we kick in yo’ door
i’m a real [?], boy, i’ll f_ck a free ho
hold the pint, i won’t steal all my clothes
drive the whip, got this b_tch out control
when we walk through your spot, we gon’ tip_toe
told that boy he don’t want smoke, we got c4
you get kicked out the box, should’ve kept it silent
808 made him whip sh_t like hydraulic
i won’t set everything, might be wrapped around me
took my chain to get cleaned, now i’m back shining
i’m like drop down, you gotta f_ckin’ die
told that ho bring a friend or two
we sorry you feeling uncultured
i trap the b_tch out, [sing your orca?] too
we gon’ get out with fye, boy, i promise you
in the trench, sh_t really get real
that’s the easy price, yeah, three mil’
in the same day, [?] three k!lls
nowhere to go, we just runnin’ ’round
i just got high, man, autopilot
and my bookbag filled with mags and artillery
lil’ lazer run with these drugs, i can’t even get rid of it
on the chase, i know who i phone, i’m gon’ get away
she let the boy in, i got gang in her place
these n_ggas follow trends, they intention to fate
i switch up my skin, i wear black everyday
they already know lil’ lazer on that f_ck sh_t
and he got no patience, hop out, i’m bussin’
different locations, i still be clutchin’
ain’t gotta have a thousand n_ggas with me either
race to the back, i’m a real backseater
tacin on the pack, call this sh_t peter griffin
big blunt in my hand, sh_t rolled up
pre_rolled blunts got opps stuffed
pull up in the truck and we parkin’ yo’ bus
you don’t switch the gun, so it got dust, dust
you can see me out on a late night
racks in my pocket, i’m a heavy_weight
still geeked up from another day
still cry, n_gga baby walk the other way
you get shredded, get sent to that blender
this sh_t real just like a 3d printer
takin’ pills ’cause it ain’t really in him
[outro]
f_ck, f_ck, f_ck, f_ck
ayy, watch out, ayy, watch out

- lazer dim 700

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