1 Line

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LAZER DIM 700 - Rap, Southern Rap

1 Line

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[Intro] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah [Chorus] One line of that drank Two lines of that drank Three lines of that drank At four lines, I can't think Catch me in traffic in my whip, I'm slidin' I'm geeked up, I'm a pilot Nigga tryna post online, these niggas be wildin' Ain't tryna hurt nobody (Yeah) Blunt got a hole big as ho surgery, Dr. Miami Come out the cut, I'm blammin' Tried to tell the folk we be spammin' I ain't blamin' bro, he gon' panic Neck frozen, folk, I need a jacket (Yeah, yeah) Put your weed right here in the packet (Yeah, yeah) Ask lil' buddy what he wanna be, he say, "Savage" [Verse] Havin' green shit, I'm havin' somе cabbage (Cabbage) From the trеnches, but I'm finna live lavish (Live lavish) My whole gang ball like the Mavericks (Ball like the Mavericks) Back in the day, shot five, nigga, hit in his face (In his face) No belt, glizzy stuck to my waist (Stuck to my waist) I'm at Neiman Marcus, down there every day Trap boarded up, we got another place (Got another place) Mixin' shit like Lauren London, not Kim K (Not Kim K) On that juice bad, I'm off drank (Off drank) He a douche bag, his mind blank (Yeah) I need to stop drugs 'fore I faint Last month, we drunk ten pint (Yeah, yeah) ATM, I break the bank (Yeah, yeah) Call lil' buddy, he gon' earn his rank Stick in the whip, not in the trunk (In the trunk) Nigga get ran over, speed bump (Speed bump) Who the fuck rolled this blunt? It got lumps (It got bumps) Nigga ass dozin' off, nigga drunk It's a scary sight whenever we pop out Midnight, in a dead-end linkup Pourin' drank, I be kickin' my feet up [Chorus] One line of that drank (One line) Two lines of that drank (Two lines) Three lines of that drank (Three lines) At four lines, I can't think Catch me in traffic in my whip, I'm slidin' I'm geeked up, I'm a pilot Nigga tryna post online, these niggas be wildin' Ain't tryna hurt nobody (Nobody) Blunt got a hole big as ho surgery, Dr. Miami (Dr. Miami) Come out the cut, I'm blammin' Tried to tell the folk we be spammin' I ain't blamin' bro, he gon' panic Neck frozen, folk, I need a jacket (I need that) Put your weed right here in the packet (Packet) Ask lil' buddy what he wanna be, he say, "Savage" [Outro] Yeah, fuck, fuck, fuck Yeah, yeah, yeah

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