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vonoff1700 – hazard lights lyrics

[intro]
(d+mn, drako, you made this?)
alright (yo, fox, why you so godly, cuz?)
free my hood, n+gga, f+ck your hood, n+gga
i’m still on the ave where it’s all good, n+gga
tell the opps post they side, we gon’ pull up and k!ll all they ass, n+gga (alright, come on)
for real, alright

[verse 1]
no, i don’t hang with no p+ssies, you wanna be gang, you gotta go catch you a body (okay)
i know that i’m finna be rich, but i still wanna slide, i’m sorry, i just can’t stop it
the b+tch was halfway naked, kicked her right out of the room, b+tch, get dressed in the lobby
okay, made the b+tch get off the perc’ and pull up her skirt, now we f+ckin’ like whitney and bobby
you don’t wanna f+ck with my opps, that’s how you get shot, ’cause k!llin’ them n+ggas my hobby (for real)
i don’t wanna come off c+cky, but n+ggas my sons, whatever i do, thеy copy
i’m up in the hills countin’ a couple of m’s with a bad b+tch callin’ me papi
i’m sh+ttin’ on n+ggas, that’s why most of ‘еm mad, somebody go get me a potty
i’m havin’ my way, n+gga, i’ll f+ck off your pay, whatever i want, i cop it (okay)
but i’m ready to shoot, glocks don’t come with no safety, and n+gga, i don’t gotta c+ck it
she know not to touch my phone, she ain’t gon’ be able to eat, so i don’t gotta lock it (her dumb ass)
i’m twistin’ and turnin’ the b+tch, i f+cked her so good, i’m treatin’ this b+tch like a bop it (okay)

[chorus]
she eatin’ my d+ck like steak, i’m callin’ up bae, she treatin’ my sh+t like hibachi (okay, okay, okay)
b+tch, this a brand+new glock with twenty+two shots, what the f+ck i look like boxin’? (alright)
bounced out on him, his b+tch ass dropped his bag, we caught his dumb ass goin’ shoppin’ (alright, b+tch ass)
b+tch, this a trackhawk jeep in a high+speed chase, what the f+ck we look like stoppin’? (okay, dumbass)
[verse 2]
me and lil three locked in, b+tch, free my brother, whenever he rollin’, i’m rockin’
we pulled up on him, he ain’t have nowhere to go, we got his lil’ dumb ass boxed in (okay)
i know me a whole bunch of k!llers, but k!lla and drilla, them two n+ggas up in my top ten
and he comin’ right through the back door, he thinkin’ he low, so f+ck it, i’m lettin’ the fox in
wherever i go, i’m poppin’, i dropped “on deck” and, b+tch, i took off like a rocket (okay)
playin’ with toss gang so stupid, n+gga, you better off stickin’ a fork in a socket (dumbass)
we was shakin’ him down, n+gga, i was so d+mn thirsty, i d+mn near sn+tched off his pocket (okay)
dog sh+t on me, n+gga, i can’t even fold it, this sh+t too big for a wallet (okay)
b+tch, is we f+ckin’ or not? she playin’ kitty games, dropped her ass off at lil folly (come on)
n+ggas be too d+mn tender, i followed this ho and this b+tch+ass n+gga done blocked me (the f+ck?)
that n+gga didn’t bust his fire when it went down, no cap, that n+gga is not me
i need me some new d+mn opps, when he got popped up, that n+gga said, “vonno shot me”

[chorus]
she eatin’ my d+ck like steak, i’m callin’ up bae, she treatin’ my sh+t like hibachi (alright, alright, okay)
b+tch, this a brand+new glock with twenty+two shots, what the f+ck i look like boxin’? (okay, okay, okay, okay)
bounced out on him, his b+tch ass dropped his bag, we caught his dumb ass goin’ shoppin’ (b+tch ass)
b+tch, this a trackhawk jeep in a high+speed chase, what the f+ck we look like stoppin’? (okay, dumbass)

[outro]
alright, n+gga, free my hood, n+gga, f+ck your hood, n+gga
we’ll come extort your hood, n+gga
i’m still on the ave where it’s all good, n+gga
tell the opps drop they lo’, we gon’ pull up and k!ll all they ass, man
free them drivers, free the murderers, n+gga
free three, n+gga, free famous, n+gga, free the whole tg, n+gga, f+ck it

- vonoff1700 lyrics

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