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lazer dim 700 - get go lyrics

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[intro]
(lazer did it again)
fawk (i got li’— i got li’ goxan on this motherf+cker)
fawk, fawk, fawk
i got li’ g— i got lil goxan on this motherf+cker

[verse 1]
this ho tryna f+ck from the get go
get the f+ck out my face, i don’t drink liq, ho
think the l!ck got away, where the l!ck go
ain’t nowhere to go, we sit at the citgo
ain’t nowhere to go, we sit at the valero
everybody like to wig, we the battle bros
opps ain’t got sh+t, they ain’t havin’ hold
this a genie in the hood, sh+t magical
fine sh+t make me walk, she got attitude
left the bl!ck at the spot, he ain’t have his tool
i ain’t wig with thе drip, i went casual
havin’ wood on the drac, it be choppin’ sh+t
havin’ green sh+t, my racks look likе broccoli
sold a zip to a play, we ain’t lock it in
n+gga think this sh+t safe, better back it in
kick that ho out the spot, gave her jackie chan
catch a n+gga down bad, while he cashin’ in
real artillery, heavy mach—
real artillery, heavy machine guns
you tryna argue, you get ya team spun
get off on twelve, i’m on a manhunt
bih’ think she fine, she got a nose job
you payin’ for surgery, you got your face did
real paul walker, i geek up a v6
washed up n+gga wanna talk bout some street sh+t
ho tryna text, tell that ho to come f+ck sum
hit at yo’ helmet, you might gotta duck one
better have one up top, you night gotta bust one
come to the table, take a n+gga lunch money
everybody bl!cked in this b+tch, the whole truck gunmen
did it in 30 minutes, that l!ck was gigantic
make it back home from that sh+t, can’t get stranded
hot guns at the bando, it’s abandoned
lil’ buddy wiggin’, lil’ bro schizophrenic
i should buy a tesla, but that sh+t don’t take gas
you don’t know who that is, he push up in a mask
your k!llstreak get up, you unlock a class
travel wit’ the bags, i don’t put it in no bag
travel wit’ the bags, i don’t put it in no bag
cuffin’ on hoes that i already smashed
f+ck what you think, pop a top like a— (yeah)
f+ck what you think, pop a top like a fresh drink
know my za’ be earthy, za’ be earthy
ain’t no spray+on weed
better not open this qp, better not see no seeds
n+gga ahh bitin’, they wanna be like me
a boogeyman live in my hood, it be frightenin’
call in a airstrike, couldn’t go strikin’
i ain’t did sh+t yet, i need to go hikin’
it sound like a war outside, sh+t get excitin’
this a ray gun, hit that boy with that lightnin’
snuck in that bih’, ’cause this ho didn’t invite me



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