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in harms way - lazy fox lyrics

lazy:

lazy
lil b*tch

yung lazy
strut them tricks on the daily
back foot fl!ck tre flip for the ladies
attack that drip take a sip of milk from the spliff that i lit as i nap like a baby
just woke up took a cr*p while im hazing
i might let a b*tch rub my back while im faded
i might wanna chill at the spot vx just copped sl!ck shots martin scorsese

hopped off the plane
i got chains on my wrist
i dont entertain
gimme brain in the whip
let the lighthang like an angler fish
let the light rain like the dangerous kid

put you in your grave with the flame that i spit
so self made and came for the win
felt enslaved to the dull cliche so i switch them lanes young age to begin

i was made for this sh*t
st**ze that smith concave on the grip
if no face falls then i sank with the ship
got a tiny little secret that ill take when i dip
see my timing keep on proving my ocd ain’t a problem
u chiming with worries i say hakuna matata
u can see vitality with the strut i be walkin
creativity spread from tuscon to compton
watch it

who am i to love you
who am i to judge you

(coach wave)
big bag coming in, dont check, no sweat
out west smoke blue cheese, something told me
dont pop that bean
four leaf clover ,got luck on me
not imaginary magic make plays in my sleep
eyes closed with the spliff drive my v
i keep it a 100 till the world go & freeze
b*tch cried on me, ruined new nonchy
(coachy, coachy, coachy, coachy)

coachy all graceful
ya b*tch run her mouth gave her a faceful
you n*ggas really move like you smoking on k2
i was in the cut, made investments with k
so i make what i say for the life out in lakeview
baby mop it up im really tryna get a break
you can tell me how you wanna move how you think
im from harbor city you could never get saved
coachy say what he say you could take it to the grave
disrespect a n*gga static shock like taze
i prayy, i never stop getting paid
so its all day, clean it up billy mays
in my domain, baby girl turned crayy
acid in my headband like im jimi
i could give a f*ck if n*ggas feel me
aēsop bag with dope in it
told her put her throat in it
love it when you do the most, the motion slow motion

lazy:

who am i to love you
who am i to judge you
who am i to love you
who am i to judge you
who am i to love you
who am i to judge you
who am i to love you
who am i to judge you

- lazy fox lyrics

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