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lazer dim 700 - spawn lyrics

[intro]
f+ck, f+ck, f+ck
watch out, watch out, watch out, watch out

[verse]
pushed up, thought y’all had the run, y’all ain’t havin’ nothin’
when i tear down, thought i was gon’ lose my mind, thought i was gon’ be geeked
havin’ two guns, i got extra guns, havin’ extras
i be drippin’, i’m talkin’ ’bout f+ckin’ drippin’, ranch dressing
if you seen me, you sent fake shots, we didn’t get the message, f+ck
when i first tear down, the glock in my bookbag
know he easy to get finessed, he a douche bag
n+gga bitin’ my drip, copy the new swag
too many hoes at the spot, we can’t do that
too many hoes at the spot, we gotta do that
if we find out n+gga cop, be done blew back
every time the ho get f+cked, she get a new tat
f+ck n+gga told me he gon’ buck, where your proof at?
b+tch ran off with my cup and i drew back
lil’ twin ‘nem think i got luck the way i shoot that
real aim, catch a bullseye
different drugs, n+gga get too geeked
this my favorite gun, this b+tch undefeated
havin’ h+lla funds, drip on my feet
n+gga give me somethin’, it flipped in a week
fine sh+t lipstick on my cheek
n+gga wanna trade, stripped for his heat
you already paid, you gettin’ skimped for your weed
racks and glock, that’s somethin’ i need
still on the block, n0body don’t leave
no safety on the glock and it got quick squeeze
we rollin’ up ‘za, probably got the best weed
lil’ twin gotta hide, now everybody gotta leave
i ain’t sick of gettin’ this money, i got a disease
realtree drippin’, jump out your tree
n+gga think he know me, run off with p’s
pull up to a show, they pull on my sleeve
this my fourth cup today
this my fourth cup today
different los, boy, i know where you stay
on that drank, bae, i’m havin’ delay
i don’t trap, but i’m servin’ today
tryna get high, but i’m not tryna pay
these n+ggas pie, i just pull out my plate
on the sidewalk, my whip gon’ get on
on the sidewalk, my whip get on
ran up racks, put drip on
lil’ gang ‘nem trap off flip phones
and the drank got me sleep like melatonin
i wasn’t even tryna f+ck, tryna catch the face
twin catch him in the alley, tryna run away
i can’t stick around the trap, i got another play
i gotta dump my gun and make another day
n+ggas quick to speak up, what that boy say?
i went down and came up on my parlay
i’ma shoot, my glock gon’ run out
i’ma shoot, my ammo gon’ run out
tell the truth, your ammo gon’ sit there
alley+oop, my partner gon’ grand slam
12 spooked, i’m movin’ my hand ’round
i’m a troop, no, them troops ain’t with me
dripped out, i be more dripped than broken pipes
tripped out, she think she know what i like
high as f+ck, i be smokin’ on kite
wigged out, you still shoot in the sky
pill popper, that boy think he wanna fight
nine+inch stick, it got a sight
peer pressure to do them drugs, they might
everybody strapped up, they dyk+
cap to 12, when they push up, i turn white
me and lil’ twin, we might buck the gunfight
f+ck
[outro]
f+ck, f+ck, f+ck
watch out, watch out

- lazer dim 700 lyrics

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