LAZER DIM 700 - awsum lyrics
LAZER DIM 700 [Devokeyous Keyshawn Hamilton] Cordele, Georgia, U.S. 🇺🇸
[LAZER DIM 700 - awsum lyrics]
F**k, f**k, f**k f**k, f**k
Tell, I said I want that
Ain't no nigga better watch back
Look at my face
Titan, nigga, I'm a titan
Cold as f**k, what be the temperature?
Check somebody hood, we hittin' at you
Big truck, flip your Mini Coop
Pit stop, piss out the chemical
Come to me right now
I got my lil' banger out
Shoot at the ground
Tryna get my lil' anger out get on the 'za
I don't even know what I'm thinkin' 'bout
You layin' down on yo' back, I'm hangin' out
Nigga know gang can't lack, its danger out
I just want me a lil' cat to slide around
You watch me to take down this trend
I peep game
F**ked up when they let me in, on everything
I want the drank and that 'za, get everything
F**kеd up, you told me a lie
Said you'd nevеr change
You had a snake on yo' block
And you let him hang
Gang just down that block
Don't go down that street
I just be dripped out
Smokin' on the backstreet
12 sittin' 'round somewhere hopin'
They catch me
Fine shit gotta tat' gun, let her sketch me
I had to bug out, 12 had to fetch me
He sent the money early
I served him next week
Lil' twin got a real one
Her shit look earthy
Sit yo' ass down boy, you a uncle Kirby
Get you some ammo, that shit gon' be worth it
Tat' my lil' stomach, now I pop out shirtless
Travel the hood two times, I circle it
Come to the cul-de-sac, get the circle lit
Only had green, ain't run into purple yet
I got that fire
Might shoot where 'ya turban at
F**ked up leavin' that around me
I'm searchin' that
Smoke with lil' twin, on gang
We murkin' that shoot the stick up
What the f**k is you doin?
Send him to the back of
The crowd if he booin' my fine shit goin'
She thought I ain't knowin'
Too many folks on the lick, I ain't goin'
I just walked down with a stick
Get to blowin'
F**k, f**k, huh
Tell, I said I want that
Ain't no nigga better watch back
Look at my face
Titan, nigga, I'm a titan
Cold as f**k, what be the temperature?
Check somebody hood, we hittin' at you
Big truck, flip your Mini Coop
Pit stop, piss out the chemical
Come to me right now
I got my lil' banger out
Shoot at the ground
Tryna get my lil' anger out get on the 'za
I don't even know what I'm thinkin' 'bout
You layin' down on yo' back, I'm hangin' out
Nigga know gang can't lack, its danger out
I just want me a lil' cat to slide around
You watch me to take down this trend
I peep game
F**ked up when they let me in, on everything
I want the drank and that 'za, get everything
F**kеd up, you told me a lie
Said you'd nevеr change
You had a snake on yo' block
And you let him hang
Gang just down that block
Don't go down that street
I just be dripped out
Smokin' on the backstreet
12 sittin' 'round somewhere hopin'
They catch me
Fine shit gotta tat' gun, let her sketch me
I had to bug out, 12 had to fetch me
He sent the money early
I served him next week
Lil' twin got a real one
Her shit look earthy
Sit yo' ass down boy, you a uncle Kirby
Get you some ammo, that shit gon' be worth it
Tat' my lil' stomach, now I pop out shirtless
Travel the hood two times, I circle it
Come to the cul-de-sac, get the circle lit
Only had green, ain't run into purple yet
I got that fire
Might shoot where 'ya turban at
F**ked up leavin' that around me
I'm searchin' that
Smoke with lil' twin, on gang
We murkin' that shoot the stick up
What the f**k is you doin?
Send him to the back of
The crowd if he booin' my fine shit goin'
She thought I ain't knowin'
Too many folks on the lick, I ain't goin'
I just walked down with a stick
Get to blowin'
F**k, f**k, huh
