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Flat Tire - Lazy3x Lyrics

By: Admin | Artist: L lazy3x | Published: 2024-20-09T22:28:06:00+07:00

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[intro: lazy3x]
[?]
don’t walk in that house if i don’t gotta gl!ck
[?] the gl!ck on my hip
i’m f*ckin yo baby i’m breakin her hip
[?] foreign i’m parkin my whip
[?] he parkin the whip
i count all them blues they benjamins
dodgin they fans so my n*ggas whisperin

[lazy3x and probably his ex]
you built like a, a long ass, a long ass tire
first of all first of all first of all
i ain’t flat
second of all
i ain’t i ain’t tall so
interact interact
oh my god i can’t f*ckin speak

[verse 1: lazy3x]
yuh ay
n*gga be 50 they flip like a coin
and i’m f*ckin that b*tch make her sing like the voice
this choppa gone sing this b*tch got a voice
2 door i pull up rolls royce
[?] force i put a drop in the lean
boy ride around one time and that man in the streets
better get off my block i don’t know where you bе
and i got a strap pull up when you sleep
i gets to the racks i count it up b
boy thеse n*gga cap
and n*gga i peep
and that n*gga drippin just like a seed
[?] ran through his scene
i’m shootin that n*gga got blood on my jeans
like [?] i’m servin the fiend
you know i got brizzy you know where i be
run down with the strap we takin your [?]
you don’t got no stat like n*gga just stop it
but i got a glocky is all on my pocket
and i got a thotty she givin me noggin
b*tch i’m in a trap house make it flip
i will whip the mac out bet he flips
but don’t f*ck around black out throw a fit
and i’m f*ckin that b*tch and she suck on my d*ck
had to [?] on my cup had to pour me a fifth
and if that n*gga buggin he get hit with the fifth
and i blow me a [?]
i like [?] on my wrist
and shawty a fiend that’s not my b*tch
3 times n*gga i’m with the sh*t
b*tch i’m on the highway i’m swervin and sh*t
b*tch look at my diamonds they perfect and sh*t
but i walk in the room she get nervous and sh*t
and these n*ggas be fools they be percin and sh*t
like [?] i’m talkin my sh*t
not walkin around i’m not with yo b*tch
and we countin him down that boy talkin sh*t
and you don’t hear the silencer cause i silence the clique
and just like a mouse i put up and clear
run up in his house i’m takin his sh*t
and that n*gga talk then he [?] ditch
and that n*gga buggin cause [?] a b*tch
i pull up and spark i empty the clip
that n*gga want beef i spin [?] in the whip
[?]
don’t walk in that house if i don’t gotta gl!ck
[?] the gl!ck on my hip
i’m f*ckin yo baby i’m breakin her hip
[?] foreign i’m parkin my whip
[?] he parkin the whip
i count all them blues they benjamins
dodgin they fans so my n*ggas whisperin
[verse 2: lazy3x]
and that n*gga did it the bullets they hittin em
and just like [?] the bullets they flippin em
and 23’s goin straight through his collar
pull up with a beam cause i’m not with the arguin
he look like a mess cause my n*ggas startin it
he don’t want no beef so n*gga i started it
and he don’t got no heat so i got a glock
beatin the block like i’m young [?]
and i got guap shawty gonna [?]
like b*tch in the plug i be coppin the drop
and if that n*gga stuck he get hit with the mop
and i’m f*ckin that b*tch you know i got guap
pull up with the stick and i aim for his top
but i’m with a b*tch and she givin me top
she sound like a tic cause shawty a thot
he look like a b*tch i pull up and [?]
you hatin on me but you hatin on god
i up on the beam and i send him to god
and that n*gga a hoe but he don’t got no opp
b*tch i’m in the trap and i’m servin the opp
posted with [?] and you know that i’m whippin
i up on the gl!ck he feel like a [?]
b*tch i’m in the trap cause [?]
and you know i got racks but these n*ggas not winnin
and i walk in his house got designer on my [?]
and you know i got racks but [?]
i’m breakin her back and that [?] be b*tches
and i’m countin the blues so i ain’t [?] these b*tches
and my guy was a plug can’t cool with these n*ggas
and [?] crip can’t bool with these n*ggas
these n*ggas be fake can’t be trustin these n*ggas
hot out with the k and i’m dumpin that n*gga
up on the pole
blow like a trumpet
and i’m with a hoe
lil shawty she suckin it
and you already know
[?]
i hop on the gl!ck she know that i’m gunnin
[shmoney]
[get money]
[f*ck on that bih cause she want me]
[suck on my d*ck and that b*tch she a dummy]
[n*gga be cappin they know that they lyin]
[up on that rat and you know that i*]

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