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ketchup - lazer dim 700 lyrics

[intro]
yeah
yeah, yeah, y’all f*ck n****s gotta catch up
turn y’all f*ckin’ [pickle?] in this sh*tshow, keep it a hundred
more and more, i do this sh*t to be, keep it a hundred
keep poppin’ on you, f*ck goin’
f*ck n**** push up, bruh
[?]
trap sh*t, f*ck n****s over

[chorus]
f*ckboy gotta catch up, b*tch, i’m havin’ mustard
lil’ twin just popped the tesla, he just turned electronic
kickin’ sh*t throughout the day, we pop out night and we huntin’
n*gga ain’t get no money, n*gga ain’t touchin’ money
40 car and rush you to that clinic, pop the window, we in it
drop the window, we hittin’
n*gga wanna trade, he ain’t gettin’ it
d*mn, i shoulda stayed independent
shot, slam, and p*ssy n*gga hand it
got the glizzy, i ain’t stunt sh*t
give a f*ck who you p*ssy n*gga come with

[verse]
give a f*ck who you p*ssy n*gga come with
n*gga buck, we gon’ turn his ass squash
club got that benz out, he bеst buy
ten racks in one motherf*ckin’ hand
spook thе collab, this n*gga be fans
we recruit sh*t to the game, if you ain’t gang yet, your ass a lame
told lil’ brother, “put me up with that pint”
n*gga tryna get in my game room, see what lil’ lazer got goin’
n*gga tryna see what my new move is
text on that slime, i’m the cool kid
good, see my whip red, you f*cked if you think i’m scared
stick with a hundred rounds, sit on my bed
step on that boy, now the bottom of my shoes red
catch you in traffic, gotta back up what you said
you ain’t get no money, n*gga think sh*t plug
in the truck spot, got pound scales
i been on that joint too f*ckin’ much, i gotta slow it down
n*gga don’t know how to work, don’t know how to put it in the ground
n*gga think this sh*t my prime, lil’ bro out here wastin’ time
went on l!cks, you can’t imagine all the sh*t where i’m found
if i go to the club, i ain’t throwin’ no racks, i’m not no clown
out the bed, we smoke out the pound
i know your past been chasin’ you down
and that coke keep puttin’ me down
[chorus]
f*ckboy gotta catch up, b*tch, i’m havin’ mustard
lil’ twin just popped the tesla, he just turned electronic
kickin’ sh*t throughout the day, we pop out night and we huntin’
n*gga ain’t get no money, n*gga ain’t touchin’ money
40 car and rush you to that clinic, pop the window, we in it
drop the window, we hittin’
n*gga wanna trade, he ain’t gettin’ it
d*mn, i shoulda stayed independent
shot, slam, and p*ssy n*gga hand it
got the glizzy, i ain’t stunt sh*t
give a f*ck who you p*ssy n*gga come with

- lazer dim 700 lyrics

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