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fasty - lazer dim 700 lyrics

[intro]
f*ck, sh*t
thats my [?] hunt them down make them pay
cut it, take her out
yeah, phew
f*ck

[verse]
in a chase we gon’ get away
fast gang got hollows today
hot sh*t tryna switch up your face
gotta spread i just ran up today
new glizzy this b*tch came in a case
try to take somethin’ b*tch you won’t get away
dog sh*t i just ran up today
clip pokin’ i can’t walk in the place
we been lurkin’ we might rob you today
glizzy pokin’ got my ’40 today
he ain’t notice that i brought in the drac’
i know i’m dirty i might wash out with racks
hotbox got the scr*p on my lap
zaza man b*tch we smoke out the pack
p*ssy lackin’ he ain’t havin’ his scr*p
what you need? you can’t stand in the trap
i’m a rapper let me sit in the back
bl!cky pokin’ i like i ain’t tryna lack
mili gang we touchin’ on some racks
slap woods when i roll out my za
you can’t even spin we might hit ar your car
sеnd a whip [?]
i hit down a road the glizzy go far
check man whip and i found me a scar
talk ’bout right now wе got bl!cks
if you ain’t got racks you can’t tell me bout sh*t
gang been poppin’ out sticks in the brick
pop out bape on me dark sh*t
n*gga can’t f*ck wit’ s56
tell bruh chill tryna run a n*gga down
i done put hollows in a whole hundred round
smoke with fives they gon hunt a n*gga down
i got glizzy on me right now
i got paper on me right now
lil 7000 trim around
switch the v he ain’t even notice me
when i’m high too fine and sh*t
lil bruh ran off he was slimey b*tch
gang get to shoot he can’t find his sh*t [?]
gang might pop out rounds and sh*t
b*tch got popped for fryin’ em whips[?]
spilt the dranky got me sad
spilt the wocky got me mad
if you broke go find your bag
ran down on you hit your swag
brand new vee’s we went and find tags
buddy lackin’ tryna flex his lil bag
switch the van then did a whip bad
i’m the one who gon’ put the city on fives
i might rock out and of course you mad
different guns i be switchin’ my class
better trip out if you draw down with fives
stuff it in my pants i don’t need a bag
you a p*ssy b*tch n*gga stay mad
pop a [?] now i’m back on they ass
drop a tape now i’m back on they ass
[outro]
f*ck sh*t

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- lazer dim 700 lyrics

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