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lirik lagu lazer dim 700 - tiny wiz

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[intro]
f~ck, f~ck, f~ck, f~ck (plug)

[verse]
f~ck
i know you me poppin’ shi, i know you watching b~tch
looking for that fish, i reel ’em in, i just caught a play
you wanna look out for little lazer, i went m.i.a
ain’t no rules they love to scrim just like a hockey game
there some fine sh~t, i just caught some brain and that b~tch don’t walk the same
n~gga gon’ think fame gon’ change me
fame ain’t changing sh~t
i’m supposed to wake up and eat bacon but i don’t eat bacon, i wake up and smoke me a zip
i ain’t tryna debate, she wanna argue
put on that drip, think i’m darth vader
n~gga talk down, they ain’t get no paper
pipe up, i got some sh~t to make you pipe up
following [?] i go
teach fine sh~t about a gun and a scope
leave out them blunt with a racks in a envelope
little little filming, n~gga got on a bubble coat
everybody shoot it gon’ sound like a drum roll
[?]
found a rolex, n~gga this ain’t no santa coat
gun smoke, you ain’t know nothing but that gun smoke
you can’t hide it, this a robbery
you can’t stop it, you can’t fight it
this lil’ glizzy, it be biting
and my unc’ tryna tell me we roofless, n~gga watch how i move and view them
now your partner slimed out, what you do to him?
everybody take them a pill, it was free
bands take down, that za’ on me
i ain’t stand up, they tryna throw me off, i ain’t with that (plug)
old ass l!ck, n~gga, come get your l!ck back
steady for the big fight, you better get a six pack
little bro think he michael myers
pop out right now, i’m with that viking
tell me about that smoke, i think she a physic
i can’t run with the gun, that bih ain’t even like me
come up out that smoke, you see a caveman
artillery hit your chest, your chest gon’ cave in
let me spend you to spend the night, its a days inn
go through the backdoor create a way in
i just put the low in waves, i just put the low in waves
think you f~cking crazy, b~tch i got this dracy and this glizzy
lil bro got 380
only second quarter, f~ck is you doing?
the time ain’t run out, you better have your gun out
little little fit, we can meet in the center
one way in, we gon see where you enter
smoke and lay down i ain’t eat no dinner
little little hood, heat in the winter
that smoke gon’ be done, you gon’ clock out early
you knew there was snakes, why you encourage?
deep in the trench, i’m losing my service
we got them straps, but this ain’t the service
you out of bounds, you don’t know where you at
i could go live pop sh~t on the ground
this ain’t a gun no more, this a blam
50 feet in the water, he gon’ drown (plug)
i feel like there’s a world going on outside
n~gga might shoot through the door on the outside
toss and turn when i sleep
i’m like andre but i’m cheap
pull your weight up, your weight finna fall
ball on my za, my eight finna ball
[?] n~gga stand for that money
popping that drank, not 1800
we gon push up, you got some coming
i need a v8, i’m finna dehydrate
look at my stick this b~tch tryna vibrate
sh~t too hot, everybody gotta hibernate
[outro]
f~ck (plug)


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