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excited exotic - lazer dim 700 lyrics

[intro]
f*ck, f*ck

[verse]
n*gga know the sh*t in my bl!ck be hot as f*ck
come to the dead end, n*gga we got rockets stuffed
n*gga say it’s smoke so you know ain’t no stoppin’ us
and my opp better not have his pockets stuffed
check out some randoms in the live, they be poppin’ up
lil’ gang, lil’ opp dyin’, he be droppin’ stuff
put lil’ fast in yo’ playlist yo’ knowledge up
bump down on they whole gang trim, who the f*ck stoppin’ us?
f*ck
we really ones do the sh*t that they rap about
you ain’t gon’ up the glizzy, f*ck is the cap about?
come bring my bl!ck wit’ me, i had to pap ’em out
if he tell the truth in his music he wouldn’t rap alot
i get the drop then we map it out
what the f*ck this n*gga cap about?
drank get me activated, n*gga hide his lady
n*gga owe me sum’, lil’ gang hope he don’t pay me
plenty racks on me, i feel like i made it
make that boy get on the ground with this laser
oh you in yo’ bag, i get in yo’ bag
n*gga havin’ cars, where the f*ck is the cash?
gen five on me, i travel wit’ mags
catch up wit’ lil’ buddy then we get on yo’ ass
told lil’ buddy not to do it, that mean do it
i’m under influence, i be geeked up on fluid
you ain’t put me on so you turned to a l!ck
n*gga bump down, better stand on yo’ sh*t
post on the block wit’ a seventeen my clip
bl!ck in my hand, i ain’t gon’ up off the hip
n*gga say it’s smoke then we get his sh*t flipped
sh*t was litty ‘fore i got on these drugs
i’m a rapper but i take sh*t f*cked up
n*gga really happy he just put on a mug
put on the gear and i feel like i’m up
my uncle a real one, let me scope in his truck
n*ggas out here walkin’ round wit’ cap exotic
i got my bl!ck, ain’t no leavin’ without it
drank got me p*ssy, i’m inside the potty
sh*t i got hot, sh*t gon’ eat up yo’ body
if you dependin’ on lil’ lazer i got it
you don’t need to crash out, you don’t need a body
long as you don’t let no f*ck n*gga try you
i did the crime, i can’t tell on n0body
hit him in the face wit’ glock if you got it
my palms itchy, i ain’t got sh*t in my wallet
fine sh*t lemme touch on her body
sold him some [?] i told him exotic
n*gga better get some money, n*gga better not try me
hit for a bl!ck, i got happy excited
lil’ fast them trippin’, i started a riot
when i’m too geeked up i swear i ain’t fightin’
touch down in my hood, lil’ gang them excited
long live june, got that tat on my body
fast wanna be too rich like roddy
bump down on you, what you servin’ exotic
come to yo’ hood start a purge wit’ my knowledge
n*ggas rather have a purse than a wallet
bl!cks i got, ain’t sh*t nerfy about it
told lil’ buddy shoutout whole gang
stackin’ my bread, stack my whole grain
face shot, his nose changed
why the f*ck they think fast ain’t got guns?
lil’ buddy i know you, i know you gon’ run
pants sag while i p*ss in the p*wn
n*gga think i ain’t got my bl!ck, got my gun
i’m goin’ out shootin’, i’m mama only son
sh*t i got, sh*t gon’ scratch up ya’ skin
fine sh*t kicked me out, won’t let me back in
you ain’t got no fire we ain’t lettin’ you back in
bump down on a n*gga take his backends
everything lil’ lazer do is a trend
f*ck, everyday i try not to sin
n*gga say it’s smoke i’ma step for my kin
one milly what i need in advance
watch out for these hot shots
turned the v into a droptop
they got me some wells, n*gga know i’m a hoodlum
all these guns in the spot, my mama know i took ’em
i did a l!ck, i was drip, i was trippin’
n*gga textin’ ’bout his stick, he miss it
look at the text get his stick and i kiss it
n*gga quick to bite the drip, i don’t wear d*ckies
fine sh*t, want a sl*t, i be drippin’
bump down on him, take his purse and his pendant
fast gang up on opps, we winnin’
buddy told me he got the drop, let’s get it
bump down on you, i want cold cash

- lazer dim 700 lyrics

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