[Intro: LAZER DIM 700 & cayhate]
Welcome to Clayton County
Ayy, Kade [?] still wish a nigga would
Smack a ho, try it
Fuck, hahaha
Frrh
[Verse: LAZER DIM 700 & cayhate]
I got zaza on me right now and the Glock gon' blow yo' back out
Nigga try to push my hood and bang his set (Yeah)
Fuck boy bet not act out (Yeah)
Caught me down bad without that fire (Yeah, yeah, yeah), the lil' pussy boy can't even lack down (Yeah, yeah)
Now lil' twin, I'm wiggin'
And they tryna fuckin' slide, they don't even need no reason
Fuck, they tryna slide on the reapers
This shit is a problem, when we pop outside this shit gon' change yo' wifebeater
The shit I got, this shit is so loud, I can't even shoot it 'round people
Nigga tryna flex what he got (Bee, bee), we take that boy down, now that boy walk around emo (Ha, ha)
Pop shit in the hood, in the hood with lil' twin, you know we be fuckin' on freak hoes
12 get on my ass, I stole some shit, I wish I had some cheat codes (Ha, ha)
Causin' violence, started wildin', now I'm lost like Nemo
Boy, you a bitch, you touched some money and you ain't even put yo' fucking team on
Now we take him down
Thought the smoke was over, we pop up at his house, he in a nightgown
Still totin' blicks in this bitch tryna tippy toe, I'm tryin' not to make no sound
Opp talkin' 'bout he caught in the fuckin' field, why the fuck you ain't take me down?
Nigga fucked up, wanna let me escape, now he gotta eat these fuckin' rounds
Still got my blick in the bottom of the bottom, on that same shit
Got me fucked up, finna try to rip my fire, let lil' buddy lane-switch
Big ass fire jump out my hand, when I shoot this bitch, it dangerous
Nigga, watch back when I dump this stick, these shells be fuckin' jumping out
All yo' friends be dead like you Lil Uzi, Fast Gang take 'em out (Ha, ha)
I don't even want no ugly guns, got Micro Drac', I'm fuckin' proud
Got lil' twin ready to slide, they don't even need no reason
Fuck
Damn, I love my people
White bitch tat my gang, she tat 57, I just might keep her
I'm the gunsmith in my hood, they walk to my hide and reload
I got some shit to go to war right now but fuck it, I think I need mo'
Bitch, put this fire in yo' name, I hate fuckin' with these cheap hoes
Bop down on my fine shit in a hot box, fuck it, she be wit' it (Yeah)
Swing the door up, (Yeah), and I get out the V with this blick, I be fuckin' wiggin'
Nigga tryna keep his mug on, tryin' not to smile, pussy tryna act serious
We got za' and drank in the dead end, you wanna shop? We deliver it
Welcome to Clayton County
Ayy, Kade [?] still wish a nigga would
Smack a ho, try it
Fuck, hahaha
Frrh
[Verse: LAZER DIM 700 & cayhate]
I got zaza on me right now and the Glock gon' blow yo' back out
Nigga try to push my hood and bang his set (Yeah)
Fuck boy bet not act out (Yeah)
Caught me down bad without that fire (Yeah, yeah, yeah), the lil' pussy boy can't even lack down (Yeah, yeah)
Now lil' twin, I'm wiggin'
And they tryna fuckin' slide, they don't even need no reason
Fuck, they tryna slide on the reapers
This shit is a problem, when we pop outside this shit gon' change yo' wifebeater
The shit I got, this shit is so loud, I can't even shoot it 'round people
Nigga tryna flex what he got (Bee, bee), we take that boy down, now that boy walk around emo (Ha, ha)
Pop shit in the hood, in the hood with lil' twin, you know we be fuckin' on freak hoes
12 get on my ass, I stole some shit, I wish I had some cheat codes (Ha, ha)
Causin' violence, started wildin', now I'm lost like Nemo
Boy, you a bitch, you touched some money and you ain't even put yo' fucking team on
Now we take him down
Thought the smoke was over, we pop up at his house, he in a nightgown
Still totin' blicks in this bitch tryna tippy toe, I'm tryin' not to make no sound
Opp talkin' 'bout he caught in the fuckin' field, why the fuck you ain't take me down?
Nigga fucked up, wanna let me escape, now he gotta eat these fuckin' rounds
Still got my blick in the bottom of the bottom, on that same shit
Got me fucked up, finna try to rip my fire, let lil' buddy lane-switch
Big ass fire jump out my hand, when I shoot this bitch, it dangerous
Nigga, watch back when I dump this stick, these shells be fuckin' jumping out
All yo' friends be dead like you Lil Uzi, Fast Gang take 'em out (Ha, ha)
I don't even want no ugly guns, got Micro Drac', I'm fuckin' proud
Got lil' twin ready to slide, they don't even need no reason
Fuck
Damn, I love my people
White bitch tat my gang, she tat 57, I just might keep her
I'm the gunsmith in my hood, they walk to my hide and reload
I got some shit to go to war right now but fuck it, I think I need mo'
Bitch, put this fire in yo' name, I hate fuckin' with these cheap hoes
Bop down on my fine shit in a hot box, fuck it, she be wit' it (Yeah)
Swing the door up, (Yeah), and I get out the V with this blick, I be fuckin' wiggin'
Nigga tryna keep his mug on, tryin' not to smile, pussy tryna act serious
We got za' and drank in the dead end, you wanna shop? We deliver it
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