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xylofone - lazer dim 700 lyrics

[intro]
f*ck, f*ck, f*ck
i know you mad at yo’*

[verse]
i know you mad at yo’ self ’cause you can’t f*ck wit’ me
i ain’t gon’ tax you for these zips, these zips a buck fifty
how the f*ck i end up over here?
strapped down in this b*tch like navy seals
racks can’t go down here
when i hit that drank, i change it up (okay, i got the video, i got the video)
that’s how a line feel
think you goin’ insane, you pull up
get yo’ mind spilled
i just hit that bank get plenty bucks
i ain’t got time to chill
walk in get my drip, they tried to scam me
i ain’t gon’ ship from stockx
b*tch keep sendin’ me screenshots of these messages
i don’t even know nun’ ’bout that
i’ll show you thе drip, show you the recipe
you still wouldn’t know nun’ ’bout that
know i been c*ckеd my gun last year
i ain’t even really gotta c*ck back
you want za, they point you to the right place
they know right where the shop at
fine sh*t see my phone unlocked i hurry up and lock that
pillow talkin’ down just to get you some play
lil’ twin, you need to stop that
i don’t be knowin’, i don’t know what to say
when you ask what’s my hobby
n*gga know they come ’round the way
this sh*t like a gta lobby
i don’t even drank, i hit that liq, i’m tryna catch the vibe
this lil’ lazer, i got sticks, you bet’ not f*ckin’ try it
the sun comin’ up, i don’t give no f*ck, b*tch we still outside
better watch out, you get finessed lil’ twin a con artist
i ain’t even wig out, tried my best, i ain’t even tried my hardest
air my clip out it make a mess, i ain’t even doin’ no artin’
i was just chillin’, i ain’t even pop out, i ain’t wanna go to the party
bring out all my guns tryna see which one gon’ go the farthest
i might break her heart, won’t tell her sorry but she know i’m sorry
this a regular whip but when i slide by you’ll think this a rari
swipe the plug down after i shop, depend on what he chargin’
you draw down get hit wit’ glock, that sh*t gon’ leave you startled
all these fine sh*t, all these hoes goin’
i got torch, i got flamethrower, this bih’ here blowin’
bet’ not sleep ’round me, you gettin’ pranked especially if you snorin’
they talkin’ ’bout they lesbians, i feel like the president
we might push up just like mexicans, we be on they residence
sh*t get sticky in that trench all the time, sh*t like porcupine
i just fake it, act like i’m blind but i see the signs
what yo’ vibe, what yo’ vibe is?
[outro]
(okay, i got the video, i got the video)
f*ck, f*ck, f*ck

- lazer dim 700 lyrics

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