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next day - lazer dim 700 lyrics

[intro]
(strike)
f*ck, f*ck (mp5)
mp5

[chorus]
that was an easy lil’ takeoff, i got that
you was a sweet lil’ l!ck, you a robbery
on the way back from the jump, no one stoppin’ me
drop the pack off ’cause your hand be b*ttery
know how that cat, that’s why i don’t be stuttering
turtle weed, hen hutchin’, f*ck, that’s a muscle pack
order a red beam off amazon, get the sh*t next day
order a red beam off amazon, get the sh*t next day
lookin’ for lil’ lazer, boy, you know i’m in the dugout
geeked up, trippin’ on the drugs when i bug out
gunshot fire, ain’t got bl!ck, n*gga, better stay in the house

[verse 1]
n*ggas see bl!ck when i [0:27][?]
you better shoot sh*t if you up it on me
switchin’ up the dot, they don’t know where i’m finna be
rid of the clutch, switch it out, i be quick as f*ck
interstate, keep jumpin’, not give my muscle up
in your lil’ sh*t, it gon’ drown, you gon’ tussle with it
that’s the wrong thing you wanna do in a gunfight
i’m in the store deep, still posted past midnight
too f*ckin’ geeked, i am not tryna fist fight
how the f*ck that younger n*gga put sh*t in order?
dripped the f*ck out and my neck full of water
catch you down bad in the trenches, get tortured
get the f*ckboy, think he f*ckin’ immortal
know the whole gang whackin’ out, we on f*ck sh*t (strike)
give me your fire ’cause you can’t even handle it
pack it up, put an opp in they f*ckin’ whip
slide the f*ck out with this fire, i locked the safe
bucked down on lil’ lazer, i’m with the gang
[chorus]
that was an easy lil’ takeoff, i got that
you was a sweet lil’ l!ck, you a robbery
on the way back from the jump, no one stoppin’ me
drop the pack off ’cause your hand be b*ttery
know how that kind of tw*t, i don’t be stuttering
turtle weed, hen hutchin’, f*ck, that’s a muscle pack
order a red beam off amazon, get the sh*t next day
order a red beam off amazon, get the sh*t next day
lookin’ for lil’ lazer, boy, you know i’m in the dugout
geeked up, trippin’ on the drugs when i bug out
gunshot fire, ain’t got bl!ck, n*gga, better stay in the house

[verse 2]
why the f*ck you runnin’ when you should’ve went the other way
spread a b*roll, you don’t see sh*t but blue face
diff got a dot, n*gga, get up on the other sh*t
n*gga got the drop, so he’s switchin’ up the f*ckin’ drop
two many glocks and we havin’ arp
runnin’ sh*t down, so you better get your cleats
pre*roll, goin’ the road up, spend a bag
parachute pants, f*ck boy think it’s swag
fifty round round drum, this b*tch still shoot seventy
at the stop sign, n*ggas smoke by the street
come on that block, you gon’ see that boy mystery
won’t talk about that smoke, that sh*t turn into history
you get rolled up, you get put in that f*ckin’ leaf
buck up my plate, give ’em zip for a van cleef
f*ck boy think he bulletproof, this sh*t hit your vest and knock your sh*t down
extra ammo, when i pop out, i come out
swing that b*tch across the field, got my gun out
[chorus]
that was an easy lil’ takeoff, i got that
you was a sweet lil’ l!ck, you a robbery
on the way back from the jump, no one stoppin’ me
drop the pack off ’cause your hand be b*ttery
know how that kind of tw*t, i don’t be stuttering
turtle weed, hen hutchin’, f*ck, that’s a muscle pack
order a red beam off amazon, get the sh*t next day
order a red beam off amazon, get the sh*t next day
lookin’ for lil’ lazer, boy, you know i’m in the dugout
geeked up, trippin’ on the drugs when i bug out
gunshot fire, ain’t got bl!ck, n*gga, better stay in the house

[outro]
f*ck (mp5), f*ck, f*ck
f*ck (mp5), f*ck, f*ck

- lazer dim 700 lyrics

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