lirik lagu 10k kobee - lazy
[intro]
(if sin made it, it’s solid, boy)
[chorus: sha ek & pgf nuk]
i smoke too many opps, i’m lazy (ayy), all them n~ggas in a pack
f~ck them lil’ b~tches who said i was broke, if they hit me, i’ll tell ’em they wack
b~tch, i got hit and i spun right back
ya mans got hit and he turned to a rat
die y, throw up the o, i be jackin’ my sh~t (look), if they drop it, n~ggas gettin’ clapped (grrah, grrah, grrah)
[verse 1: pgf nuk]
i catch a opp, he get worked (he get worked, huh?)
leave his bro on a shirt (on a shirt)
wanna scr~pe then you know that we skrrt (skrrt)
i know that he hurt (i know that he hurt)
word to my brother, he shot (he shot)
you gon’ die if you dissin’ the block (don’t—, what?)
it’s a shootout, i ain’t comin’ to box (huh? what?)
you gon’ die if you claimin’ the opps
i’m active (i’m active)
round of applause, i clapped ’em (what?)
backdoor gang, have a lil’ ho wrap ’em (uh~huh)
chew ’em like gum (yeah), by the way we wrapped ’em (why?)
ain’t no gettin’ up (why?), foenem gon’ trap ’em (why?)
high~speed get away, he dust (he dust)
i was 15 with a switch on a bus (on a bus)
i don’t shoot slow, everything in a rush
and if i get caught, i ain’t sh~t, hush (ah)
[chorus: sha ek, pgf nuk & ]
i smoke too many opps, i’m lazy (ayy), all them n~ggas in a pack
f~ck them lil’ b~tches who said i was broke, if they hit me, i’ll tell ’em they wack
b~tch, i got hit and i spun right back
ya mans got hit and he turned to a rat
die y, throw up the o, i be jackin’ my, if they drop it, n~ggas gettin’ clapped
[verse 2: 10k kobee]
got the rich plain jane, need a patek (plain jane)
i ain’t worried ’bout 12, n~gga, i ain’t gon’ panic (i ain’t worried)
if i got a stash, put the work in the attic
n~ggas really hoes, they ain’t livin’ what they rappin’ (straight hoes)
say, “show ’em you next,” i will, say less
twelve~hunnid for the sauce, just walked out of saks (that sauce)
i’ll spend a rack just to get it right back
and i’m always on the move, never knowin’ where i’m at (i’m gone)
you already know i’ma keep me check (keep a check)
keep me some sh~t that’ll eat through a vest (through a vest)
n~gga still ain’t dead, put the beam to his chest (to his chest)
if he try to move, one clean to the neck (baow~baow)
if you wanna be around, suck d~ck while i rap (while i rap)
shoulda been graduated for the head, no cap (no cap)
and boy, i’m from the real chiraq, like pap (chiraq)
cuh was chillin’ with his b~tch, now his brains in a lounge (on bang)
own a 7.62 or a 5.56
fo nick with a drum or a glock with switch (shoutout nuk)
i’ma just shoot ’til i hear that b~tch cl!ck
i’m in new york, droppin’ gz with the crips (sha ek)
like, what? get busy (get busy)
peanut b~tter 19x with a 50 (grrah~grrah)
i keep a chop with some big~ass titties (big~ass titties)
play with one of mine, i ain’t showin’ no pity (grrah~grrah~grrah)
[chorus: sha ek & pgf nuk]
i smoke too many opps, i’m lazy (ayy), all them n~ggas in a pack
f~ck them lil’ b~tches who said i was broke, if they hit me, i’ll tell ’em they wack
b~tch, i got hit and i spun right back
ya mans got hit and he turned to a rat
die y, throw up the o, i be jackin’ my sh~t, if they drop it, n~ggas gettin’ clapped
[verse 3: sha ek & pgf nuk]
f~ck all my opps, they dyin’, them n~ggas broke (what?), that’s why they never get back
too many shots in this chop that i got right now, i’ll be dumb if that lil’ n~gga lack (don’t run)
we pull up, shoot up the function (grrah), we even had them b~tches runnin’ track
i bought a cartier watch and house, now i’m tryna get me a plaque (ah)
[chorus: sha ek & pgf nuk]
i smoke too many opps, i’m lazy (ayy), all them n~ggas in a pack
f~ck them lil’ b~tches who said i was broke, if they hit me, i’ll tell ’em they wack
b~tch, i got hit and i spun right back
ya mans got hit and he turned to a rat
die y, throw up the o, i be jackin’ my sh~t, if they drop it, n~ggas gettin’ clapped
[outro: sha ek]
i smoke too many opps, i’m lazy, all them n~ggas in a pack
f~ck them lil’ b~tches who said i was broke, if they hit me, i’ll tell ’em they wack
b~tch, i got hit and i spun right back
ya mans got hit and he turned to a rat
throw up the o, i be jackin’ my sh~t, if they drop it, n~ggas gettin’ clapped
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