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lazer dim 700 - jumbotron lyrics

[intro]
f+ck
f+ck, f+ck, f+ck

[verse]
running you down, tryna pummel his drug
woke up with bl!ck in my bed, i’m in love
i’ma dip, you’re a motherf+ckin’ drug
henny blue strip, twin pop some
earn a scholarship, b+tch get surgeoned bad, bite it up
and my hood a real trench, come over here
deep in four, in the corner store bl!cked up
catch you down bad, pipe you out, you can’t get up
opp n+gga c+cked down bad, got the sh+t bad
i just feel bad, can a country guy jittle that?
know the plug in my bookbag, that’s a glock three
run out of bullet, gotta hit up the gunsmith
on that f+ck sh+t, wiggin’ daily
stupid ass price, bro, i’m not finna pay you
slide on a model dm, go crazy
molly pop, they won’t even tell if he bl!cked up
come out the cut, you gеt walked for your [?] vet
in the trash can, i don’t trust you ’bout rеspect
i got a play, he go crazy, get threes in
they know where the trap, gotta switch up the lo’
aired a b+tch out, make ’em get on the floor
start a hotbox with lil’ twin, we on go
[?], they gon’ shoot like arrow
n+gga walked down in a mask, he get raced
n+gga dm’d me, talkin’ ’bout he wanna link, he wanna smoke
none of your boy on my blunt, i ghost ’em
not the f+ck+boy, lil’ twin’s posting ’em
these n+ggas pull up in a group, i hit most of ’em
sh+t get wicked in the trench, so i got drum
never see that boy with no ho, he ain’t got none
i get diamonds, put the stick in my right arm
he got so deep in that water, need a lifeguard
i’d rather kick in yo’ door, i don’t like the front
these n+ggas selling they soul, they don’t like that
know ya lil’ ho gon’ go soon i step in
hit a l!ck for another gen
take me to my place, her ho different
came the dirt out my glock, glock specialties
pull the drank, i just bought an [?]
bl!cked up, walk to my destination
shootin’ all night, the labels aggravated
za smell hit my lil’ nose when i open that
come out that cut with my paw, i’ma hit the b+tch
b+tch dropped the call when i spent, put some dents in it
makin’ all the noise outside, n+gga know they me
makin’ him shoot back, he call the police
step the f+ck back, i’ma get you on your feet
toothy guys and they cryin’
we gon’ head for the blue strip, we gon’ break this sh+t down
geek the f+ck up all the time
how the f+ck i be geeked up all the motherf+ckin’ time?
i shoot out, yo’ kid out that motherf+ckin’ bnb
little f+ck+boy know they can’t even f+ck with me
too many players, i’m going on dnd
drip the f+ck out like somebody be stylin’ me
n+ggas better pull up to the trench or they’re wildin’
[outro]
f+ck, f+ck
f+ck
ayy, watch out, ayy, watch out

- lazer dim 700 lyrics

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