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lazer dim 700 - floyd lyrics
[intro]
(tokyo on the beat, b_tch)
f_ck, f_ck, f_ck
f_ck
[verse]
i got the fye on the stage, i might lose it
drac’ in my hand while i smoke me a doobie
n_gga tryna pull out the fye, better use it
come to the hood, we young and ruthless
wipe out your gang, you know we tryna poof sh_t
caught me down bad in yo hood, you ain’t do sh_t
blue ass b_roll, i’m pullin’ out blue sh_t
get a new fye and i’m takin’ yo’ new stick
[ten purpose actors?] try, you know i got a blue pic’
post on the block with a ar, pool stick
flexin’ that fye but you know you never used it
i’m on the block with a bl!ck right now
hollow pointers, shoot yo sh_t with a .9
talkin’ ’bout you takin’ my sh_t, boy, you lyin’
i feel like a scammer, wipin’ cards down
i smokе me a blunt for my hard times
sh_t in my bl!ck, i make largе sounds
run that boy down, he got large pounds
we pop out with masks, we armed clowns
jumped out the back with yo pack like a jetpack
fine sh_t, email, but she said i ain’t text back
catch a whip, down bad, you know we gon’ wreck that
shoot all yo dogs, you can’t get yo pets back
when i got jammed, my career didn’t even set back
keep talkin’ down, i swear you the next pack
you took my whole b_roll, f_ck that, back_back
your blunt in my hand, you know this the ‘za pack
we ain’t even gotta k!ll each other, need to stop that
i’ll really punch in yo fade, lil’ boy
you can even ask my neighbors, boy
real gunshots, it don’t sound like no toys
fine sh_t spam my number, i’m annoyed
put yo fye down, i’ma do you like floyd
i want the smoke, but i try to avoid
i’m a real artist, i’m a real poet
racks in a bookbag, these racks be stored
went on a l!ck, i’m still here, thank the lord
had a battle up, close with the [swore?]
i’m lurkin’, ridin’ ’round, geeked in a ford
don’t ask me do i drink lean, pour it
took him down ’cause he was green, he knew it
do the whip just like a muhf_ckin’ [twenty?]
put some pints on his head, we step on that boy
answer my phone, i be usin’ her voice
smoke with lil’ phat, we ain’t showin’ remorse
can’t f_ck with no switch, gotta dump it with force
got off_white feets when i dump on you dorks
come to my hood, whole hood on my porch
both of y’all fine as h_ll, ain’t makin’ no choice
n_gga should’ve stayed on the porch
smoke with lil’ phat, he got smoke with air force
f_ck, f_ck
f_ck, f_ck, f_ck
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