lirik lagu lazer dim 700 – li twan
[intro]
f~ck
f~ck, f~ck, f~ck
[verse]
now you wanna text, you type like lil’ twin
i don’t got no f~ckin’ munyun, i got a gen
you troll me, i’m not entertained, that’s the end
come to minute store, f~ck is you sayin’?
told to spin, he talkin’ ’bout “it depends”
fine sh~t peep, how she buzzing me in
call the hotbox, let my cuz and them in
lil’ twin mad as~f~ck, he got a ugly lil’ friend
n~gga tapping it now, lil’ buddy, we win
n~gga think i’m broke down, just the begin
let me hit the zaza, let me see twin
i come from the country, we selling pecans
i run into some fine sh~t every weekend
“how you get your hair like that?”, n~gga, these free~forms
hit a lil’ za’, lil’ za’ got me reborn
still f~ck fine sh~t, don’t even need trojans
bl!cked in the uber, a young n~gga armed
late for the meet, i ain’t set my alarm
minute store trap spot, this sh~t like a weed farm
fine sh~t don’t want me to skate, she like, “where you going?”
keep dropping hot sh~t, i’m already knowin’
n~gga tie down lil’ twin, we already won
my shows gon’ being going crazy, my shirt gon’ get torn
you said you had me a bl!ck, could’ve sworn
12 keep on gettin’ in my way, what they doin’?
man tryna get me munyun, i ain’t goin’
everybody got a blunt, everybody blowin’
everybody got a fire, everybody armed
i don’t even think i’m there, i’m already knowin’
go to my mom house, eat some corn
twenty~one and up, let me come to your dorm
i don’t even feel like goin’ up, i’m just goin’
start a moshpit in the crowd, it’s a storm
come to field, n~gga, come to the farm
i think this the real, when this sh~t got me real geeked
touchin’ on my arm, let the fine sh~t feel me
pick up the front, where your partner hit a wheelie
roll me some za’, finna’ drop that triller
you tell them what you do, you not getting realer
visit the store, you see h~lla young n~ggas
i’m kinda’ popular, i’m not tryna post out
they ain’t even know who i was, but they know now
n~gga clout~chasin’ my name when he post now
i ain’t know my clip was halfway, add more rounds
n~gga want me to help make plays, need four pounds
sometimes i gotta see his face, i joke around
lil’ twin dropped, i’m tapped in with yo’ sound
switch up my lo’, i be changing the trap around
bl!ckin’ around, when you talk, you cap down
n~gga ain’t even have to ask, i pay him out
i f~ck with the new gen5, this a black nine
you’ve should’ve told me to pop out, i done sat down
12 really be scared for real, don’t back down
“what kind of hoodie you wearin’?”, this the black kind
i don’t know sh~t, you know i got a bad mind
i ain’t go to sleep, i ordered me a hash~brown
hit me some za in that triller like last time
last pack i done ran through it
n~gga went up and lil’ twins knew it
[outro]
f~ck
f~ck, f~ck, f~ck
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