Lazer Dim 700 - Tempestry Lyrics

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Tempestry Lyrics Lazer Dim 700

[Intro]

Fuck, fuck, fuck

Fuck, fuck, fuck

[Verse]

This white weed throwin' me off

Do a lil' bitty lick and get lost

The front of the chop, it look like a sawed-off

Everybody fans gon' link, this a track meet

Catch a play right now, meet me on the backstreet

ARP with me, it's on the back seat

Nigga havin' white weed, nigga havin' black weed

You better not try the gang, you better not at me

Stack this shit up, how the spread get taller?

Nigga tryna aim at his head, his collar

Told lil' twin they better save every dollar

Brand-new racks in every week, I gotta follow up

They tryna see how lil' twin got they dollars up

I ain't answer the first time, fuck you keep callin' for?

Get on them shrooms, you get out this planet

In a different room, on a different planet

Talkin' to the plug tryna get a zip rented

Nigga want smoke, he gon' get his whip dented

When I get a G ride, I'ma get the whip tinted

And my drip be real, treat like I'm huntin'

Halloween masker, pop his pumpkin

I think Jeeper Creepers comin'

Get racks weekly, every Sunday

Think shit sweet, then your ass get punished

I'm where the point back, every time a nigga [?]

I ain't pickin' battles, anybody get papped out

Niggas steady switchin' they battles, what's happenin'?

Draco, it clappin'

You need the 'za to kick back, we got it

I ain't even gon' speak on the shit, we gon' see 'bout it

Think she gon' take pictures with my big gun, she reachin'

Fucked up the Backwood, blunt got a band-aid

Fuck is a pawn shop? My guns be handmade

Heavy artillery sound like a grenade

Oh, you play 'round with the gang? You won't play 'round

Lil' twin don't take off the ski when he lay down

I order trapper a fee, I ain't pay mine

Fuck, fuck

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