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lazer dim 700 - yu bitin كلمات أغنية

[intro]
f_ck, f_ck, f_ck
ayy watch out, ayy watch out
i got lil’ go_
i got lil’ goxan on this muhf_cker
f_ck, f_ck

[verse]
we in the dark don’t f_ckin’ grab me
hurry up and pass the weed smoke session
that sh_t some 4 feet, this ain’t no pressure
first time you shop wit’ me, n_gga i’ma bless you
20 off 3.5, n_gga ass blessry
get the police off me, the hood like lester
b_tch ain’t dm me back, aight no pressure
fake poppin’ sh_t online, you capped out
n_gga rappin’ ‘bout they f_ckin’ cap life
a jacket just pull out machete in the trenches
told twin “hurry up and serve me, i’m fiending”
spin up yo’ whip, got that muhf_cka leanin’
smoke the blunt wax comin’ out, it creamin’
fightin’ the real, you_ you talkin’ ‘bout you fightin’ demons
old head havin’ fake golds and sh_t cheesin’
told my partna’ “bring the drugs, really need it”
shoot the fye pick up the slugs, i won’t leave it
bih’ suckin’ on her thumb, must be t__thin’
still come pick up my package in the hood
i’m a lil’ rich, i still might jump out the woods
fake clutchin’, might as well run away
sunny day, i’m outside with the drac
ain’t gon’ cap, i need lil’ goxan 808
this the real one when i run out, my play await
bags on telegram, sh_t same day
playin’ in yo’ hood, yo’ name don’t hold weight
back out this b_tch, i done ran up like 8
bands, i got this sh_t in my pant
f_ck n_gga reachin’ ‘round, shoot his hand
my lil’ partna’ want the k!ll, he runnin’ in
i don’t use my scope, it’s too advanced
n_gga jump the gate, i don’t use my hands
swiss cheese if you owe lil’ buddy money
shoot ya’ shirt, this sh_t rip through ya’ stomach
i’m alert, i’m on beat, watch for gunmen
swift hoes in my hood f_ck for some money
not no orbis gun, you will get nerf
‘fore he get ‘round real n_ggas he rehe_rs_
n_gga better stand down, slappin’ you down
lil’ buddy brought the drank, look at the time
midnight we still clutchin’ on iron
kicked out the store, i start to shoot the b_tch down
i don’t think ‘bout sh_t, i got loot on my mind
f_ck n_gga who you runnin’ wit’ spinned too
hang up on a hoe, i can’t vent to you
kick a n_gga door, wit’ my tennis shoe
pick the stick up, get it out the floor
za goin’ for that high and that low
ain’t no shrooms over here, that’s that other door
f_ck, f_ck

- lazer dim 700

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