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lazer dim 700 - alltime lyrics

[intro]
f+ck, f+ck, f+ck
i’m in this b+tch
f+ck, f+ck, f+ck

[verse]
get on this b+tch and i spit game
i ain’t change my colors, my fit change
i ain’t tell 12 the right nickname
pour up that drank in that big thing
wake yo’ ass up, boy, you can’t hang
take off my shirt, let my nuts hang
thought the k5 was a mustang
i ain’t touch the whip the whole ride, my knee on the wheel
talking ’bout that smoke, we put beef on the grill
finesse, get the price low, i get me a deal
i ain’t have no za’, and you know how that feel
look at my drip, check the barcode, it’s real
n+gga gotta watch out for opp ho, for real
you ain’t got no fire, you hit the door with a b+tter knife
got me f+cked up, you think i’m watching lil’ buddy fight
f+cked up the backwood just ’cause i ain’t cut it right
make sure them racks up, then we get buddy right
i done be wig’, but done treated you harmless
they taxin’ for the drip, they attack my b+roll
they find out my drop, i might wack the peephole
smoke down the pack now i’m back to zero
came five deep, but they after me though
you can’t show n0body, can’t even trust yourself
bl!ck in my drawls, i got fire anywhere
i’m smelling mid, got the nose for exotic
where the trap at? i don’t know ’cause it’s private
fire that sh+t up, i’m tryna know if it’s exotic
i don’t give a f+ck if it hot, let me drive it
i ain’t really ask for this sh+t, i just got it
tryna fake like he got bl!ck, it’s his wallet
n+gga might tell what he did, he describe it
i ain’t really wiggin’ out too much, i’m vibing
i won’t show too much, i’m movin’ in slient
i smell the gas, i smell the drug
keep it inside, you can’t show no love
go to my hood, i don’t pop out at the clubs
see some fine sh+t, can i get me a hug?
keep droppin’ hits ’til i’m rich as a muh’
wiggin’ out, i got the stick in the uber truck
why the f+ck you want smoke with us? what a stupid f+ck
everybody know me, now i know that i’m movin’ up
come out the house, catch a in my slides
lil’ twin disguised, i ain’t think he was wise
i’m tryna get a supreme collab, tryna get me a supreme collab
i just smoke weed, what the f+ck is a dab?
you better watch your own back, you get stabbed
i only smoke one blunt, it feel like a half
[outro]
f+ck, f+ck, f+ck

- lazer dim 700 lyrics

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