brokin bonez lyrics

[Intro: LAZER DIM 700]
f*ck, f*ck, f*ck
Ayy, watch out, ayy, watch out
I got my Glock on the bed right now
What you, what, like, what? Like me
Wi-window, window tinted, but you, uh
We can link anywhere, though, like, like in a box
I was talkin' 'bout, ayy-ayy, what? Ayy, what? Ayy, what?
I'm talkin' 'bout, I'm talkin' 'bout, I'm talkin' 'bout I'm ready to f*ck

[Verse: LAZER DIM 700]
And we can link and battle
n*ggas be shootin' they Glock and run backwards
n*gga say he got our drop, his exact words
I told my whip, it's a freak, it gon kiss the curb
Look how he servin' his weed, he backwards
I swear they green, they Green Bay Packers
Snatch off the seal in the whip, it's factory
f*ck n*gga raisin' his voice, he cap to me
We finna smoke and post up where yo' captain be
You got a purse for what? Where yo' blick at?
I hit my whip and didn't give a f*ck if you sit back
n*gga think I'm puttin' that sh*t on, whеre yo' b*tch at?
Get in the crowd if I feel likе they f*ck with me
Put yo' blick in the bed, not where yo' dresser be
Told the lil' boy he scared, n*gga ain't nothin' to me
Spray down the group if they push up a hunnid deep
This some bullsh*t, that za' ain't nothin' to me
n*gga spooked to shoot, throw yo' lil' gun to me
Check the roof, I think that's where yo' money be
Cap to the fine sh*t, turn off my honesty
This week I touched a whole lot, this a money week
I know somebody gon' get touched, they a hunnid deep
I ain't servin' sh*t, spend it on my feet
Get bad hoes, put my whip in the street
Puttin' sh*t on, my drip too elite
Everybody wanna do a song, want a feat
n*gga think he the only one on f*ck sh*t, I'm on beat
Every time I do a lick, trap sh*t, I get geeked
Every time he speak, cappin' what he speak
n*gga not drippin', tacky what you be
Harsh-ass blunt, I throwed it out the V
I told the producer he psyched how he made this beat
Glock havin' glow sights, I can see
b*tch said I'm not her type, she can't read
Buck the box, open the door, I can't breathe
Eyes in the back of my head, you can't sneak
Smoked the sh*t last week, I was still geeked
Said she ain't goin', get out the B&B
Whip out a air horn if she fall asleep
Sit 'round the game and smoke up all they weed
sh*t ain't change my drip and my beats
I just scratched up the street in my V
Dodgin' potholes, they can't f*ck with me
Yo' weed ain't sh*t, for real, it's dispensaries
Keep smokin' all that fake sh*t, you black out
Aftermath 12 do a chase, pop back out
n*gga don't know if I got jugged, I ain't lacked out
[Outro: LAZER DIM 700]
f*ck, f*ck, f*ck
Ayy, watch out, ayy, watch out
[?], I told y'all
What? Yeah
Call my phone then
Yeah
f*ck, f*ck, f*ck