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mask up - lazer dim 700 lyrics

[intro]
f*ck, f*ck
i got lil’ go—
i got lil’ goxan on this muf*cka
f*ck, f*ck

[verse]
can’t see my skully ’cause it’s masked up
really addicted to it, i’m sleepin’ with the cup
i ain’t trustin’ sh*t, i’m basin’ with the stick
how the f*ck lil’ goxan come up with this sh*t?
walk up on a n*gga, that’s a money risk
catch him whoop him, gave a n*gga punishment
i can’t listen to this sh*t, they f*ckin’ release it
if you pull up on me we get us a sacrifice
i done slapped like too many n*ggas wit’ back of fye
lil’ gang wiggin’, he see nun’ but black and white
if you ever shop wit’ lil’ lazer just know yo’ sh*t spice
see 50 round drums and guns i get excited
put my d*ck in her tonsils, i one night it
only time i’m spooked when i see badges and sh*t
me and lil’ twin’ drip, a pageant in this b*tch
sleep inside thе trap, a pallet in this b*tch
they told me walk in, i bеtter not touch nothin’
they told me walk in the trap, better not touch nothin’
lil’ bru fix up yo’ face, why the f*ck you muggin’?
put these racks in the safe, boy this sh*t ain’t nothin’
spreadin’ yo’ b*roll in the dead end we clutchin’
sittin’ on the end of the bed, b*tch we f*ckin’
i swear to god lil’ goxan a scientist
drop my mask and i walk down on a opp
it’s treacherous, you see nun’ but dark sh*t on my block
in the black sh*t tip toe through yo’ spot
catch you lackin’ chase yo’ ass to yo’ house
5 stars, lemme get in the g ride
i got my block hot everyday of the week
what the f*ck you talkin’ ’bout? these meds ain’t for free
i told them folks rip in the smoke wit’ me
got lil’ bru in the back, he got [?]
told that f*ck boy drop dot since you in the field
f*ck boy know he don’t want smoke, let’s just be for real
12 can’t smell the dope for sh*t, it’s vacuum sealed
lil’ fast on the stick, catch another k!ll
lil’ bro mixin’ his drank with them f*ckin’ pills
you not no real smoker, how you know that za for real?
lil’ hoe askin’ me questions like doctor phil
whole fast got glock and we maskin’ up
you just get in that smoke, we go back and forth
put yo’ f*ckin’ gloves on b*tterfingers
shoot the big stick, it gonna wiggle
5.56 eat yo’ body up, they gon’ tickle you
havin’ accuracy, i can pop out wit’ 2
brought the drac and the glock, it be hard to choose
this lil’ f*ck boy can’t run from the 7.62s

- lazer dim 700 lyrics

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