LAZER DIM 700 - Discussable lyrics
LAZER DIM 700 [Devokeyous Keyshawn Hamilton] Cordele, Georgia, U.S. 🇺🇸
[LAZER DIM 700 - Discussable lyrics]
Ayy, I got lil' Goxan on this motherf**ker
(F**k, f**k, f**k)
I got, I got lil' Goxan on this motherf**ker
F**k
Pillow talkin' down, tryna get luck
Too many fire, three Glocks in the truck
Taxin' them prices, I'm like
"What the f**k?"
You hit your fire, ain't nobody get struck
Lil' twin do it, ain't no passing it up
Weigh out the 'za while I'm baggin' it up
Put it on the clamp
That don't look like enough
Thought they seen four heads, it only was us
Wake up and twist my hair
I don't need a brush
Lil' twin actin' sketch, lil' twin, hush
Thi' be that 'za 'cause that
Bitch got some push
Walk out the store, get the zip out the bush
Hot box, parked in my hood, that be us
Stolo, we take a trip, magic school bus
Got me outside with that
Three hundred blackout
Check out my drip, now my 'fit be blackout
Take two clips 'cause a nigga might back out
Ain't shit to discuss
I done f**ked up my spread jump the gate
Cuh caught the gat with no hands
They f**k with my music everywhere, it expand
Nigga scared to trap, promo your strains
Wig on the Uber driver, he ain't let me in
Nigga put you on, why you bitin' they hand?
Shoot my lil' fire
I won't give you no chance
Fine shit park in my hood
Her and her friends know I got fire
Ain't gotta pull it out my pants
I ain't got no zaza, my plays get mad at me
I done ran up, I done f**ked up the gravity
Old-school whips in my hood be raggedy
Built-in switch in my hand, I shoot rapidly
I want some 'za
Tryna smoke me some rapper weed
12 camped out 'cause they always ran up on me
Come down the dirt road
You better not come after me
Leave the zips in the hood
Lil' twin trap for me ran to the stage
Know they left a lil' gap for me
Think I don't know shit? You
F**k niggas cap to me they pullin' out
Nigga know I got zap with me
F**k f**k, f**k, f**k
(F**k, f**k, f**k)
I got, I got lil' Goxan on this motherf**ker
F**k
Pillow talkin' down, tryna get luck
Too many fire, three Glocks in the truck
Taxin' them prices, I'm like
"What the f**k?"
You hit your fire, ain't nobody get struck
Lil' twin do it, ain't no passing it up
Weigh out the 'za while I'm baggin' it up
Put it on the clamp
That don't look like enough
Thought they seen four heads, it only was us
Wake up and twist my hair
I don't need a brush
Lil' twin actin' sketch, lil' twin, hush
Thi' be that 'za 'cause that
Bitch got some push
Walk out the store, get the zip out the bush
Hot box, parked in my hood, that be us
Stolo, we take a trip, magic school bus
Got me outside with that
Three hundred blackout
Check out my drip, now my 'fit be blackout
Take two clips 'cause a nigga might back out
Ain't shit to discuss
I done f**ked up my spread jump the gate
Cuh caught the gat with no hands
They f**k with my music everywhere, it expand
Nigga scared to trap, promo your strains
Wig on the Uber driver, he ain't let me in
Nigga put you on, why you bitin' they hand?
Shoot my lil' fire
I won't give you no chance
Fine shit park in my hood
Her and her friends know I got fire
Ain't gotta pull it out my pants
I ain't got no zaza, my plays get mad at me
I done ran up, I done f**ked up the gravity
Old-school whips in my hood be raggedy
Built-in switch in my hand, I shoot rapidly
I want some 'za
Tryna smoke me some rapper weed
12 camped out 'cause they always ran up on me
Come down the dirt road
You better not come after me
Leave the zips in the hood
Lil' twin trap for me ran to the stage
Know they left a lil' gap for me
Think I don't know shit? You
F**k niggas cap to me they pullin' out
Nigga know I got zap with me
F**k f**k, f**k, f**k
