lazer dim 700 - goosebumps lyrics
[verse 1]
h+lla guns in the sto’ wit’ lil’ slime
fifty’ round drum on my f+cking handcannon
rollin’ blunts up, rolled tha’ opps
these f+ck n+ggas not going to work, not shootin’ they glock
n+gga need a perc’ just to f+cking pop
dirty stolo’ whip searchin’ for these opps
what they f+ck ‘dey talking about?
get these n+gga k!lled, got this saint on me, like he did 20 fields
got these paint on me, n+ggas smoke the best
footsteps inside the trap’, we be searchin’
caught ‘dem down bad on [?]
you a f+cking l!ck in my hood, you a robber’
see a opp walkin’, that’s a easy job
pressure bus pipes, put that sh+t on god
n+gga ass some b+tch, hold tha’ smoke in
wanna’ workout, i push up 4 fields
on tha’ sixеr, i got guns out
field ass beat a man, split, so why i can’t play?
walkdown on a opp, n+gga what the f+ck you say?
n+gga with ’bout 5, trynna blow yo’ f+cking brains away
thеy let me in the trap, but myself had to make a way
i ain’t having for sh+t, why you act like ‘dat cool to do?
[verse 2]
these n+ggas shrimp, finna’ have a mukbang wit’ my hoe
cap ass sh+t, you own one thing, you think active
i see these cops in my rear+view, i got ’em
n+gga jump out, so when i spot ’em, i got ’em
scary n+gga hood, when you rob ’em, you’ll rob ’em
real world racks, pouring drank out tha’ bottle
give a f+ck where yo’ bluff at, we gon’ call it
n+gga havin’ green sh+t straight, i’m ballin’
action pack, we got action in the trenches
think a n+gga playing, whack sh+t while we drainin’
back on the block, it had been a f+ckin’ minute
n+gga ass some cop, he’s a f+cking lieutenant
12 stop the whip, they could find nothing in it
soon as i start the race, got my eyes on the finish
gunner for the pay, i just want the f+cking money
n+gga ass a junkie, anything about hunnids’
i’m in a heist, my first time on that sunny side
get the f+ck out the stolo, you ain’t sw+ng that fye
take that perc to the f+ckin’ plane, then i get lost
everything i take to the chain, i ain’t shaking sh+t off
tape on his mouth, leave him tied up in the house
n+gga wanna tell why, and i still might pop
told the 4 to get down for the drac’ or tha’ glock
[outro]
f+ck, f+ck, f+ck
ay’ lones, i do this sh+t, y’all p+ssy ass n+ggas gon’ keep buying this sh+t
you feel me?
lazer dim checkin’ on ‘dis b+tch
y’all p+ssy ass n+ggas, on the real fast gang
real reaps
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