lirik lagu lazer dim 700 - remington
[intro]
(b~tch ass n~gga)
f~ck, f~ck, f~ck
(get boomed, n~gga)
f~ck, f~ck, f~ck
mp5, mp5
[verse]
put another hole in the wall, i’m punchin’
n~gga walk up, fake clip and then we pack his ass
i ain’t got sh~t in my bag, but the [?]
shots in the stomach crawl up like a tummy tuck
i ain’t call the police, see the opps and i’m runnin’ up
everytime we expand, hit the salt on a [?] one
rob a n~gga ass, we gotta chase him like the buzz coming
make a n~gga whole foot sop, i don’t pull out money
last thing’s on the blue script, leave dirty~handed
p~ssy n~gga full of colt, think that he takin’ something
hop side, bitty gon’ run like it’s chester wife
when i saw the spot, left thе plant, throwin’ sh~t around
p~ssy n~gga not with the gang, n~gga, sit down
clip pokin’ out the f~ckin’ ground, the b~tch jump around
handprints on thе n~gga sh~t, it been passed around
get out with the fit, a clip, i got a lebanon
sleek in the well, make a pallet, it’s f~ckin’ high
when in the f~ck [?] go inside
told her tap, man, i’ll freestyle, take anything
[?] is just inked up like lil wayne
pull up to the scene, still, it missin’, wearin’ 2 chainz
y’all n~gga too trench, i don’t post up at the blue flame
hop out, your partner done, you need a new gang
punch your f~ckin’ head in if you walk up on me
get off a g~force, i can’t even see nothin’
everyday, i’m droppin’ hits, i’ma keep money
p~ssy n~gga put down the bl!cks, i’ma beat some
they beat is slimy, in the whip, got the seat jumpin’
watch out, when i’m in the street, might tell somethin’
way the b~tch f~ck on a leech, she ain’t got tea
chase a n~gga out and down the street, he in the hot seat
pushin’ up in the stolo, we at a party beat
trade my old glock with lil’ bro, it took a part of me
tap in with the gunsmith, artillery
cappin’ like they’ll understand me, i’m illiterate
smokin’ zoo with a lion, don’t fear me
on the side, keep on dyin’, they know it
and they still get to die, give a f~ck ’bout your storage
they turn to ash, it figure, freeze it with gun
i get out drugs in these f~ckin’ af1s
i got the motherf~cker rollin’, this sh~t goin’
hit the ho, she won’t see me no more like john
give motherf~cker platinum, wantin’ a one
[outro]
mp5, mp5
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