Greg Heffely Lyrics LAZER DIM 700
Fuck, fuck, fuck
Ayy, watch out, ayy, watch out, ayy, watch out
[Verse]
Brick wall, nigga ain’t never been to the project
Look at my scram, my spread, my profit
Should’ve never signed, now I can’t even drop shit
D.N.D my phone while I’m makin’ my hot shit
Whole hood strapped, we got blicks and they cocked back
Lil’ twin scared to drop his music, better drop that
I just get roof access, go through the stairs
I don’t give a fuck ’bout no drip, I just wear it
I ain’t never broke down no bag, I just tear it
Put on that black, my drip transparent
Think you psyched out, you ain’t got no experience
I just pull racks out, that shit in my pants
Everybody gon’ run ’cause we got contraband
Nigga can’t roll, they blunts be fucked up
Why you want smok_ wit’ lil’ gang? You dumb fuck
Keep it in the trench, I won’t argue through my music
Ev_ry time I choke the trigger, I abuse it
That wasn’t me, I ain’t there, I ain’t do it
When I stop, you smell that gas, pipe pump
This lil’ beat make me wig’, make me jump
Smoke up the [?], my [?] be strump
I know you cap, I just know how you come
Bands in the trunk, I just emptied out the trunk
I fuck wit’ lil’ twin, my shows be piped up
Switch up my skin, I just put on a night look
Niggas gon’ tell on theyselves, you right booked
Lil’ twin think he demonic, a night crook
Switch up the whip, I done had this bitch too long
Blicky can’t fit in my pants, this bit’ too long
Nigga psyched out, he see things, he must do shrooms
Get on that zot, don’t get me to wiggin’
I don’t give no fuck ’cause my drip be specific
Rap if I don’t, nigga, up with a flapjack
Scalin’ that Drac’, only time I got backpack
Lil’ twin send that drop, he like a lab rat
I just punch in the pin number, I jab that
I’ma be lit for some summers, I bet that
Hit up my fine shit, see where her neck at
Really got whip for real, I wouldn’t even wreck that
Scat away from the play, take me a jetpack
Fuck, fuck, fuck