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lazer dim 700 - swxchnup lyrics

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[intro]
grr, grr, grr
on gang, on gang (this motherf+cker fuegitoooo, man)
ayy, watch out, ayy, watch out, ayy, watch out, ayy, watch out, ayy, watch out, ayy, watch out

[verse]
lil’ bruh, i’m in the hallway with my fire out (my fire out)
the drugs in, it was a dead drought (dead drought)
you left me with that, you think i ain’t gon’ serve that? (think i ain’t gon’ serve that?)
i had to scam a ho, let me reword that (this motherf+cker fuegitoooo, man)
swiss+cheese opps, bl!ck cheddar cheese
drac’ on me, ak+47 child (47)
guns out, we bl!cked up, acting wild (acting wild)
i’m from the hood, i’m quick to f+ck fans (f+ck fans)
i was f+ckin’ two hoes, my partner bust in (partner bust in)
you got finessed, then you ran to your twin (ran to your twin)
what they gon’ do? y’all gon’ come up with a plan? (come up with a plan)
stick move like it’s runnin’ on batteries
buyin’ drip, they tryna add up my salary (add up my salary)
selling your zot, it’s losing value (losin’ value)
zot blunt punching headfirst, it’s gon’ tackle (it’s gon’ tackle)
n+gga park his whip in my hood, they gon’ jack him (they gon’ jack him)
i got my bl!ck, i pop out, i ain’t lackin’ (i ain’t lackin)
n+gga, just draw down, you can just draw down
i geeked off different drugs (different drugs)
switch up the drug, get a different plug
it’s a password to get in the trap (in the trap)
in the whip, the bl!ck in my lap
having trips, you know we got straps
this ain’t no diss
we’ll get on drank, you ain’t drankin’ no sh+t (this motherf+cker fuegitoooo, man)
lil’ twin trip, get to blankin’ this b+tch
i was too dripped like a sink in this b+tch
get the blue strips, i hang in the bricks
i’m the first one put they hand on artillery
plug got me f+cked up, he think he keep taxin’ me
it got me f+cked up, she think she relaxing me
i need some gloves, the fire hot just like first degree
cut up in the whip, got gap scared of me
if you ain’t tryna f+ck, what’s up? i just let it be (i just let it be)
n+gga said it’s up online, internet beef (that’s online)
thought we gon’ pull up and meet, that’s a track meet
n+gga see a shiesty in the alley in the backstreet (this motherf+cker fuegitoooo, man)
black shorts, slidin’ with some sticks and we that deep
ho tryna f+ck, so she can’t relax me
you can’t pull up to that lane, it’s dangerous
you tryna bite on the gang, sh+t lame as f+ck (lame as f+ck)
scooped up the pack ’cause i wanted left hand
amiri black pants, i wore out my pants
sick with that fire, i draw with one hand (one hand)
we havin’ this sh+t by that load, lil’ twin
i can’t even drive without drivin’ 110 (drivin’ 110)
i’m somethin’ like a pirate, put a boat on the land
can’t describe the fire he got in his hand (got in his hand)
can’t express the way my racks expand (expand)
hit the gate, i won’t f+ck up my pants
went a different way, you f+cked up the plan
drugs make me fade away, what i’m sayin’?
opped out, we don’t feel what you sayin’ (feel what you sayin’)
lil’ lazer, i just put racks in my pants (racks in my pants)
you pop out, you won’t have no racks in your pants
i got h+lla zot, finna roll up again (roll up again)
book in your place, shouldn’t have came to that dead end (to a dead end)
n+gga bite the beans that i got, i get red then (i get red then)
if i push up to your drop, get that lead in
[outro]
if i push up to your drop, get that lead in (this motherf+cker fuegitoooo, man)
if i push up to your drop, get that lead in
if i push up to your—
on gang, on gang, on gang



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