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Valence
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
LAZER DIM 700
LAZER DIM 700
Performer
Devokeyous Hamilton
Devokeyous Hamilton
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Devokeyous Hamilton
Devokeyous Hamilton
Lyrics
Raim Izmailov
Raim Izmailov
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ycboi
Ycboi
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[Intro]
Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck
I'm high as fuck right now
Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck
[Chorus]
**** pull a whole lot of racks out right now
Three chains on, my neck a lil' iced out
Turn this shit up, finna burn down the fuckin' house
Bitch keep callin' my phone
Had to tell that ho I ain't doin' no cakin'
Walkin' down the road, under my arm, I got the Glock, though
Jumpin' in the crowd, if I see smoke, act slow
[Verse 1]
I'm a problem child, somehow I can rock those
Sit the fuck down, you makin' that cap shit
Fucked up when they been screeching around shit
Get behind the wheel, I might geek up this V6
I don't fuck with grammar, ain't need it, I'm true with it
You gon' get spinned, you talk with these ****
Ooh, just drop me off half double soon
Bitch gon' top me off after I don't do one
Spin the bitch every day, buy a umbrella
I want to break the bitch, I'll have my fun with her
Anywhere we go, push, know we got a gun with us
Turnin' shit only at the fuckin' function
Smokin' all this fuckin' dope, got the munchies
All these bitches wanna lean
Whole lot of racks, whole lot of money
Box a **** in, why you runnin' from me? (Fuck, fuck)
[Chorus]
**** pull a whole lot of racks out right now
Three chains on, my neck a lil' iced out
Turn this shit up, finna burn down the fuckin' house
Bitch keep callin' my phone
Had to tell that ho I ain't doin' no cakin'
Walkin' down the road, under my arm, I got the Glock, though
Jumpin' in the crowd, if I see smoke, act slow
[Verse 2]
I ain't gotta tell lil' twin to blow 'cause he on go
Same pussy hatin' in my comments be front row
Why the fuck a **** askin' me? ****, I don't know
I ain't need too much, we ain't puttin' drip on it
Every time I rap, it be weed and my earphones
Everybody in my hood, I run out of flip-dots
Champagne's on the line, ****, but I'm nobody
Dirty Glock in my pants, probably got four bodies
Seven grams goin' for a dollar, you get most of it
Bump down to my hood, got your ho in my hood
I love all my family, 12 know what's up
Up it out my pants, send this fuck boy
Pussy **** hit, he wanna fire me up
Click the Five-seveN once just to test my luck
Escaped it so I call the black truck
[Chorus]
**** pull a whole lot of racks out right now
Three chains on, my neck a lil' iced out
Turn this shit up, finna burn down the fuckin' house (Burn down the fuckin' house)
Bitch keep callin' my phone
Had to tell that ho I ain't doin' no cakin'
Walkin' down the road, under my arm, I got the Glock, though
Jumpin' in the crowd, if I see smoke, act slow
[Outro]
Fuck fuck
Fuck, fuck
[Instrumental]
Ayy, ayy, fire that shit up
Written by: Devokeyous Hamilton, Raim Izmailov

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