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2 fast - lazer dim 700 lyrics

[intro]
f*ck, sh*t

[verse 1]
pourin’ too much mud up like what the f*ck
poppin’ out, i’m bringin’ heat
i can’t forget to f*ckin’ steal
tryna stuff a hunnid’ dubs inside my pants
you eatin’ pills
n*ggas flexin’ that lil’ bitty guap
but ain’t gettin’ no guap
in a dead end wit’ money out
know i ran up glocks
p*ssy boy you p*ssy, know it’s me
know i let off shots
got a sticky wit’ a donut 50
take you out yo’ misery
p*ssy boy know they ain’t f*ckin’ wit’ me
ar do the k!llings
i got thousands, i got thousands b*tch
havin’ h*lla pape’
i just walked down wit’ some dirty sh*t
this a dirty drac
switch the clip, switch the f*ckin’ mag
polyester tag
n*ggas know 7000 do no flag
walk down super fast
lil’ bro wanna be 7000
he wanna get in fast
they won’t drop they f*ckin’ nuts today
they know they won’t blast
where the money? where the f*ckin’ plays?
lil’ bruh, where the cash?
i got foreign hoes and foreign weed
and some foreign cash, p*ssy
you think you gon’ get off first
let’s see who last
and i only put zaza inside my body
y’all n*ggas smoke sh*t bad
n*ggas know i’m finna be rich like roddy
that’s why p*ssies mad
they ain’t let lil’ flame inside the party
i snuck in the back
i got bl!ckys on me everyday, i can’t even lack
i can’t walk ’round wit’ all this f*ckin’ money
skinnys stuffed wit’ racks
n*ggas see me do it then go and do it
but i ain’t even mad
d*mn near fell out on these f*ckin’ drugs
d*mn near went out bad
i might draw down by my f*ckin’ self
i might need no help
take a n*gga plays, a n*gga wealth
56 gon’ step
tryna walk down wit’ a f*ckin’ semi
ar mini*mini
n*ggas know lil’ flame gon’ f*ckin’ step
they ain’t f*ckin’ wit’ me
know my closet cost some f*ckin’ bands
know i ran up bands
stuffin’ green sh*t inside my pants
put heat on yo’ twin
had to wait ’til dark to f*ckin’ pop out
57 rock out
smash gang wit’ me to take it
57, fast gang made it
[verse 2]
do a dirty deed then go and laugh
i can’t f*ckin’ fake it
i might pop out off*white drip like i done f*ckin’ made it
p*ssy boy gon’ get blam*blammed he try to f*ckin’ take it
they think yo’ barber f*cked you up
we push yo’ sh*t back
12 roamin’ ’round
we in a hotbox, had to sit back
p*ssy boy can’t see me in the dark ’cause all my fits black
pop out wit’ a ski, but it’s me
n*ggas know it’s me
i pass out top villan merch for free
you ain’t even gotta pay a fee
n*gga never looked out for lil’ flame, but it’s straight on gang
dump the f*ckin’ stick
i like to see the fye and the fye come out
bags in the spot, money in the spot
ain’t no runnin’ out
i can’t tell lil’ buddy nun’, they wanna catch the k!ll
lil’ boy get turned into a plate, turned into a meal
i got h*lla attachments, gotta pop out wit’ 2 ratchets
can’t do tris, that sh*t be nasty
we need wockhardt, we need wockhardt b*tch

- lazer dim 700 lyrics

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