letra de up strike - lazer dim 700
[intro]
f-ck, f-ck, f-ck
f-ck, f-ck, f-ck, f-ck
[verse]
know we got blitz in this b-tch, put the strike up
pour up in the soda, boy, what the f-ck is a white cup?
bootlegs at yo’ sh-t, yo’ sh-t get piped up
turnt that sh-t red, but they came in a white truck
think i’m lacked out, b-tch, that even like us
dead-ass party, man, this sh-t better pipe up
keep your sh-t close ’cause lil’ twin might just buck
kick that ho out ’cause she talkin’ ’bout she might f-ck
fine, sh-t, think i can’t spell, that’s a type up
n-gga can’t bring ’round the hoes you might cuff
fit be blacked out, i got a pipe tucked
put on that drip, that sh-t gave me a nice look
i ain’t got no service on the burner, i can’t search up
gang know lil’ twin came with me, he just lurk up
f-ck n-gga think he psyched up, he just perked up
stop taking pills, that sh-t get you murked up
n-gga got straps in this b-tch, n-gga nerfed up
put yo’ racks in your drip, f-ck you got a purse for?
do a burnout in a whip, kick dirt up
n-gga tryna shot, need a drop to the trap
blitz in the hood, n-gga really havin’ glocks out
i knew you was a snake, that was easy to crop out
when twin took one down, say he should’ve never popped out
bl!ck in my hands, it was easy to rock out
i forgot to put on my shoes, got the crocs out
lil’ twin, come through, switch sh-t, mop out
i don’t even think you fine, no more, you chopped now
drop-top whip in my hood, let that top down
every time i drop, got the whole sh-t locked down
i couldn’t even pull over for 12, my glock found
sh-t in my bl!ck hit your body, you knocked down
fine, sh-t, seen me going up, i done popped now
he caught the drip, it was easy to pop sh-t
think i can’t fight, hit your ass with a drop-kick
put my lil’ laser, pull a laser on your top six
kicked out the hood, you been to the block since
come to the hood, we could start us a mosh pit
f-ck the x mode, lil’ twin won’t squash sh-t
shouldn’t have brought me to the spot and got the parking lot hit
my last five videos are free, ain’t buy sh-t
i’m sneaky as h-ll, it was easy to lie quick
kicked out the spot ’cause that ho on that shy sh-t
claim these guns were his, these my sticks
lil’ twin, walk up, walk down, fry sh-t
steal my snacks and run out, i don’t buy sh-t
get your own drip, n-gga, can’t steal my sh-t
blitz in the spot, we got guns, n-gga, why switch?
cap to the ho just to f-ck, that’s about it
f-cked up, bring a lil’ laser, that’s a wild pick
left lil’ twin in the hood, he on wild sh-t
[outro]
f-ck, f-ck, f-ck
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