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jack n the box - lazer dim 700 lyrics

[intro]
f*ck

[verse]
n*gga f*cked up when he showed me the stash
i can’t help it, i make sh*t hot
you the lookout, you never got the glock
you the lookout, you never got the fye
i terrorize sh*t and i don’t know why
vacuum seal, gotta secure the package
n*ggas be hoes, i can tell how they actin’
you scared the threat gon’ get you took out
you tired of bein’ a b*tch, bein’ a lookout
pop out like jack in the box
n*ggas said it’s smoke so we whackin’ new opps
sh*t i got gon’ whack a n*gga skin, now he be movin’ funny
f*ck, know wе gotta duck off the v
park the box in the back
f*ck boy knеw they weren’t on that
now we havin’ blast, n*gga want smoke wit’ fast
you won’t chop a f*ckin’ opp, show me what you do
lil’ buddy be head first inside the field, he don’t even tie his shoes
i don’t give a f*ck, i told my gang to beat you in yo’ face
yo’ face a punching bag
everybody gon’ run home, everybody gon’ be put up
one of y’all make me mad
big ass gun hangin’ out of my pants, i sag
f*ck n*gga goin’ out sad
how the f*ck these n*ggas f*
f*ck, f*ck, f*ck
how the f*ck these n*ggas in the field?
they ain’t bump into them yet
lil’ buddy done been there, earned his stripes
i made him draw down on some vets
n*gga had that bl!cky for a while but you ain’t even shot it yet
what the f*ck you doin’? i ain’t even have my zaza
what the f*ck i’m doin’?
come to the dead end, you wanna get yo’ pills off
protectin’ my cousin, wanna take my other cousin off
he ain’t even know i had my fye, i up on one of y’all
take a n*gga za then i get it off
too many drugs, i’m high as f*ck now i be geeked up
feel like i’m finna go lift off
you ain’t never went and got change from the arab
counterfeit money, n*gga gave them rip*offs
lil’ fast them can’t do nun’ but show you the real
everyday bl!ck in the field
d*mn eye, lemme control it
when on that smoke i get on my burner, i’m trollin’
think i ain’t got it ’cause i’m on my side
n*gga know i got my pow
bl!ck made loud sounds, i’m over exaggeratin’ like wow
lil’ gang better not interrupt me and say
a n*gga want smoke right now
n*gga better not interrupt me in my song
f*ck, f*ck
make that boy disappear magic
d*mn slow down lil’ fasty, everything you make classic
i don’t even give no f*ck if it’s fake
long as it don’t feel like plastic
n*gga got checks, he link in the bank
we waitin’ outside ’til he cash it
all of these other n*ggas look like hoes
why you want beef wit’ lil’ fasty?
i’m tellin’ you these n*ggas run with them folks
and wire tapped to him under his coat
label better not try and offer me pieces and pieces
i want the whole lil’ loaf
i got my fye tucked in the wind
been outside, can’t bring this in
i love what they did with the black on the brand new gens
that sh*t match my skin
[outro]
f*ck, f*ck

- lazer dim 700 lyrics

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