lirik lagu lazer dim 700 - presher
[intro]
[?]
i got a redneck playing in the woods right now, he waitin’ on me
[verse]
how you know i tripped, i ain’t know i tripped out
l!ck sweet, give me sugar rush
h~lla weight on my shoulder, like a push~up
touchin’ racks, i been rich, drippin’
if you run into it, it’s a collision
i’ma catch the big fish, i’m a fisherman
twin done [?] through the doo’, hit a ceilin’ fan
stuck, i don’t know what to say, switch the beat then
everybody got the new drop, we gon’ link then
i done scored a few touchdown, they ain’t playin’ defence
n~gga see my jewels, think he can take it
back on the block, i’m back to the basics
come back with guap, got racks on vacation
flip the [?], i be quick to erase it
drop the window, this b~tch don’t got no safety
[?], i never wore d~ckies
twelve got me f~cked up, talkin’ ’bout material witness
p~ssy b~tch, take your uniform off
he script, we seen him going on a two~man
they lock us up, the whole hood contraband
n~gga sleep on me, they popped a xan’
same clothes, we done f~cked the same ho’
icebox, got my chain out the freezer, this b~tch froze
li twan go do a l!ck, he leavin’ his soul
real trench sh~t, spark the blunt with the stove
n~gga bitin’, ’cause this sh~t getting old
n~gga in the field, determined in the field
turn my swag on, bl!cked up when i rise up
n~gga feel like he military, go sign up
fishbowl whips, get scared, get lined up
shake the box, now we checkin’ the box
pop the box, we gon’ get out the box
pair the glock now, they just gave me the glock
take an opp down, so the raging can stop
been sippin’ drank, i done aged on the wock
popping sh~t, [?]
popping sh~t, we got the chevron trench
popping sh~t, we got the mini sto’ lit
the first time the b~tch seen me, knew i was gon’ hit
this f~ck n~gga screaming, we knew he was hit
p~ssy boy ain’t a demon, he knew he was a b~tch
check the fridge, i got drank in my fridge
map this sh~t out, show li twan where it is
i don’t want tris, swear to god, spill tris out
stay on beat, so i can’t get crossed out
thousand feet, put the boy with the sharks
stick by the palm trees, i’m livin’ large
fake geeked up, that sh~t a facade
i don’t know which way we goin’, which way we goin’
n~gga bl!cked up, we were quick to disarm
n~gga havin’ blue racks, spread on my arm
finna get a new tat’, finna tat’ a gun
n~gga fake geeked up, just to trip for ’em
n~gga got a seatbelt on, he went crashed it
he ain’t got no flashlight on your gun, you ain’t lasting
in my hood, you ain’t gon’ see none but ratchets
beat me to it, we gon’ see who the fastest
[outro]
f~ck, f~ck, f~ck
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