ROBHIM! - LAZY3X

you know I got guap

Pull up and I’m switchin lanes in a drop

Like gimme that chain cause I got a Glock

That Glock with a beam and I shoot off the hip

Got a AR-15 and that bih got a kick

Better kick like kar-

Yuh

Countin them hundreds I’m countin them fifties

And I with the glizzy (

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And my choppa got hundreds so no I’m not missin

And that nigga talk then I’m leavin him missin

Designer my walk but these

I walk in the the chopper is kickin

And that nigga like a booger I’m flickin

And just like a donkey the chopper is kickin

Lil shawty she want me she know I get busy

And that nigga talkin you know I got glizzy’s

I chop off his head cause he wasn’t usin it

Glock put him on a crucifer

He actin hard but he never doin shit

I Glock lik what imma do with it

And I walk to his block then I get to shootin shit

And I get a mop it cam with a

And he got a gun but what he gone do with it?

And he got a bitch but what he gone do with her?

He said he got grip then my niggas lootin him

Cause blood get spilled the him

I’m in the field cause my niggas be doin it

And that nigga got killed for talkin ridiculous

spinnin it

And he got a thot you know that I

I’m in the drop with a thot and I’m hittin it

And I got a Glock it shoot many men

He talk I send many men

Woah wait stop all that rappin

Woah bang stop all that cappin

That niggas in cuffs so he is a cracker

My nigga a blood so he is a stacker

My got guns so he is a clapper

Shoot with the so I had to clap her

I walk in the club I’m lookin so dapper

switchin the pattern

He tryna play games but I am a hacker

I’m sprayin like Ray the chopper

I walk in the trap and I’m

And he don’t got a strap so he shootin he missin

And I got the mac and the K with extensions

He can’t call back cut off his extensions

I’m smokin on gas and in different dimensions

And shawty in the back it gave her dementia

You know I got racks wait didn’t mention

Yuh now I got

Now I got

No I had to switch

Walk in that hoe with a stick

he get hit

I get on my fist

I get on my wrist

My heart in that bitch

I don’t know who is in love with that nigga gimme like your ice

And bitchin that nigga like my hype

clearin my cup get colder than

My niggas they killers they creep in

Big missiles with the heat seeker

She a thot she’s a big geeker

Up the drop he’s a big tweaker

Talk down I got a big heater

Imma leave him on the ground leaker

Like you know I got guap

Pull up and I’m switchin lanes in a drop

Like gimme that chain cause I got a Glock

That Glock with a beam and I shoot off the hip

Got a AR-15 and that bih got a kick

Better kick like karate

Chopper gone hit

But I’m with the clique and the choppas around me

But I got the glick and the yoppas around me

Takin a shot these niggas be foldin

And I keep a Glock these niggas be wildin

You run and get popped

He talkin but he not about it

And I’m in a drop and she givin me noggin

She get a check cause shawty a scholar

She give me neck just like collars

Put shirt up like collar

Put him in the dirt huh white

Cause I stay with the killers and robbers

then we gone rob him

Shootin that nigga got blood on my

Chopper make him dance