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100 rounds - lazer dim 700 lyrics

[intro]
yah, yah, yah
f*ck goin’ on?

[chorus]
me and gang, gang get inside that b*tch with a hundred rounds
p*ssy boy wanna take this sh*t for a joke, lil’ b*tch, i ain’t playin’ round
stick can’t fit inside my hoodie, fake weed everywhere i go, sh*t trippin’
no shirt, i got on tats, i’m buckin’
b*tch catch eye contact, i’m f*ckin’
f*ckboy play, we gon’ l!ck in the cut with him
get caught out of bound with the opp, you stuck with him
green ass n*gga spend racks, get your buck bigger
n*gga get popped, he don’t know what the f*ck hit him
servin’ out the zip for a n*gga, no drug dealer
whip out the bl!ck or a glock on these f*ck n*ggas
7.62, 5.56, .223, better take that sh*t off ’cause i’m shooting at your ski

[verse 1]
i’ve been poppin’ sh*t, now a n*gga rappin’ like me
me and my partner put a ho out, that ho then wanna leave
yeah, 12 on f*ck sh*t, free gb (scr*p)
this on lil’ ganger, the bro just get smacked
f*ck n*gga ho, why they actin’ like that?
i gotta hold the stick harder to jump out
p*ssy boy won’t play they parts, so they cropped out
i brought my straps and they been havin’ *rs*nal
n*gga gon’ shoot like an archer, [i’m nice with you][?]
better keep doin’ what you doin’, you won’t probably fool
up fye, p*ssy n*ggas sprint, they runnin’
f*ck n*gga wearin’ too much jewelry, no [?]
run inside this sh*t, man, n*gga [hot pocket][?]
open up the b*tch, put a hotbox in it
popped the f*ckin’ lock, i’m a real locksmith
[chorus]
me and gang, gang get inside that b*tch with a hundred rounds
p*ssy boy wanna take this sh*t for a joke, lil’ b*tch, i ain’t playin’ around
stick can’t fit inside my hoodie, fake weed everywhere i go, sh*t trippin’
no shirt, i got on tats, i’m buckin’
b*tch catch eye contact, i’m f*ckin’
f*ckboy play, we gon’ l!ck in the cut with him
get caught out of bound with the opp, you stuck with him
green ass n*gga spend racks, get your buck bigger
n*gga get popped, he don’t know what the f*ck hit him
servin’ out the zip for a n*gga, no drug dealer
whip out the bl!ck or a glock on these f*ck n*ggas
7.62, 5.56, .223, better take that sh*t off ’cause i’m shooting at your ski

[verse 2]
got these f*ck n*ggas blinded, they been movin’ like me
n*gga boot up on cup, n*gga boot up on weed [?]
i be for one quick to jump on that v
lil’ bruh on that x, lil’ bruh poppin’ no p
kick in yo’ trap, take your pills and weed
i take yo’ ass off and [i post it on me][?]
pop that boy, then started a whole new k!llstreak
quick reload on my glock, i got quick reload
take your ass with a shortcut down a dark road
everybody blacked out, drip like charcoal
k!ll that ho opp, we don’t f*ck with no narcos
i have a [glock][?] and a gen, havin’ *rs*nal

- lazer dim 700 lyrics

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