LAZER DIM 700 - Giwout lyrics
LAZER DIM 700 [Devokeyous Keyshawn Hamilton] Cordele, Georgia, U.S. 🇺🇸
[LAZER DIM 700 - Giwout lyrics]
F**k, f**k, f**k
Ayy, watch out, ayy, watch out
I got lil' Goxan— I got
Lil' Goxan on this motherf**ker f**k
Ayy, watch out, watch out
Every fire I got got some push
It gon' saw down
Uber back home from the lick, this a far ride
Hot shit hit your drip, give you a sun tan
Everybody run the other way when we come spin
Everybody run the other way when we come spin
You shot that fire, when he dump
It went comfortable
Slept on the floor at that trap
I was comfortable
I don't know if you gon' shake fire
I wouldn't dump with you
I told myself I got fire, what you wanna do?
Went in the lil' store
Got a bev' and some Lunchables
Everybody step in my hood, wе huntin' you
Stay down, lil' twin
Ask lil' twin what he wanna do
Come to my hood and wig out and we punish you
Comе to my hood and wig out and we punish you
Everybody step, everybody got backends
Got on that plane
Should've came with my MAC-10
You wanna come with your gang, I wet friends
Got out that lane out the whip
I was tryna text
Got out that lane out the whip
I was tryna text
Lil' twin talked up my blow up, he manifest
That ain't no 'za
It don't taste like no rapper weed
That ain't no 'za
It don't taste like no rapper weed
Nigga got no fire for real
You ain't tryna battle me
Punch on your face, I wig out
Catch a battery
Everybody hear shots, everybody scattering
Come to they side
I wig out with my battle men
Get in the crowd and my shoulder be tacklin'
Told him psych out on that lick
He was spammin'
Told him psych out on that lick
He was spammin'
Got on that 'za, I got high when I landed
I ain't even got hots on the lane
I been stranded
Told the play come to the lo', it's abandoned
Wake up and pull out my four and examine
Went to sleep on a drink, ain't take a Xanax
When I'm high, swear to God
I'm out the planet
I can pop right now, I pop any minute
I could be mad right now, but I'm grinnin'
Everybody step, everybody spinnin'
Lil' twin tryna act psych, he ain't friendly
Go to my hood, go back dead in a minute
I got a new gun, I just present it
I got a new gun, I just present it
I forgot I'm on a lick, I'm wiggin'
I forgot I'm on a lick, I'm wiggin'
This ain't no cookie strain
This be that midget
Lil' twin think he psych
He spinnin' like a fidget
Get my fire, soon as I down, I miss it
Get my fire, soon as I down, I miss it
Wig out with the fire
It swing like a frisbee
Get on these drugs and I feel like I'm dizzy
Come to the block, but, we not tryna wig out
Come to the trap, but, we not tryna wig out
F**k, f**k, f**k f**k
Ayy, watch out, ayy, watch out
I got lil' Goxan— I got
Lil' Goxan on this motherf**ker f**k
Ayy, watch out, watch out
Every fire I got got some push
It gon' saw down
Uber back home from the lick, this a far ride
Hot shit hit your drip, give you a sun tan
Everybody run the other way when we come spin
Everybody run the other way when we come spin
You shot that fire, when he dump
It went comfortable
Slept on the floor at that trap
I was comfortable
I don't know if you gon' shake fire
I wouldn't dump with you
I told myself I got fire, what you wanna do?
Went in the lil' store
Got a bev' and some Lunchables
Everybody step in my hood, wе huntin' you
Stay down, lil' twin
Ask lil' twin what he wanna do
Come to my hood and wig out and we punish you
Comе to my hood and wig out and we punish you
Everybody step, everybody got backends
Got on that plane
Should've came with my MAC-10
You wanna come with your gang, I wet friends
Got out that lane out the whip
I was tryna text
Got out that lane out the whip
I was tryna text
Lil' twin talked up my blow up, he manifest
That ain't no 'za
It don't taste like no rapper weed
That ain't no 'za
It don't taste like no rapper weed
Nigga got no fire for real
You ain't tryna battle me
Punch on your face, I wig out
Catch a battery
Everybody hear shots, everybody scattering
Come to they side
I wig out with my battle men
Get in the crowd and my shoulder be tacklin'
Told him psych out on that lick
He was spammin'
Told him psych out on that lick
He was spammin'
Got on that 'za, I got high when I landed
I ain't even got hots on the lane
I been stranded
Told the play come to the lo', it's abandoned
Wake up and pull out my four and examine
Went to sleep on a drink, ain't take a Xanax
When I'm high, swear to God
I'm out the planet
I can pop right now, I pop any minute
I could be mad right now, but I'm grinnin'
Everybody step, everybody spinnin'
Lil' twin tryna act psych, he ain't friendly
Go to my hood, go back dead in a minute
I got a new gun, I just present it
I got a new gun, I just present it
I forgot I'm on a lick, I'm wiggin'
I forgot I'm on a lick, I'm wiggin'
This ain't no cookie strain
This be that midget
Lil' twin think he psych
He spinnin' like a fidget
Get my fire, soon as I down, I miss it
Get my fire, soon as I down, I miss it
Wig out with the fire
It swing like a frisbee
Get on these drugs and I feel like I'm dizzy
Come to the block, but, we not tryna wig out
Come to the trap, but, we not tryna wig out
F**k, f**k, f**k f**k
