L.A.X. lyrics

[Intro]
(Who is Shax, n*gga?)
(Dodo, what's the word?)
Brr

[Chorus]
LAX, all red, I'm bleedin' (Bleedin')
n*ggas woofin', ain't doin' no teeth
Five shots to the chest, now his ass ain't breathin' (Brrt, brr)
Get robbed or get stretched, they gon' say I'm the reason (You know that)
Soft as a b*tch, he ain't no demon
Tryna have my kids, you tweakin' (You tweakin')
Need two Perc' 30's, I'm fiendin' (I'm fiendin')
You'll think it's a switch by how I swing it (Brrt)

[Verse]
n*ggas thought they killed me, they was dreamin'
I'll leave a n*gga face stuck on the cement
I'll go broke, I'ma kick yo' door
I'm up ten, playin' ball like a pro (You know that)
Right now at Shake Shack gettin' a burger to go (Go)
Can't trust that b*tch, she might drop my lo' (Drop my lo')
Know I f*ck with dirty road, might catch me on the 4
Cuban on rosе gold, prolly catch me with yo' ho
He a b*tch with a gun that he ain't gon' blow (Gon' blow, uh-uh)
n*ggas always runnin' whеn the smoke gettin' close (You know that)
Caught an opp early morning, cooked his ass like toast (Brrt)
Ain't givin' no pass, b*tch, I'm always on go (Uh-uh)
We really spank ass and I know y'all know (You know that)
Straight 8, Jeep fast, flyin' this b*tch home
We get back fast, never take too long
Hold on, think fast, don't get yo' ass smoked (Uh-uh)
My opps down bad, just check the score (Yep)
High speed, don't crash, won't throw my fire
I don't give no pass, you get caught, you gon' die (Uh-huh)
f*ck all my opps, b*tch, I'm Die Y (I'm Die Y)
I'm on my way to hit a lick, I'm on the Dan Ryan flyin' (You know that)
Opps ain't get back, they ass steady dyin' (They ain't)
Steady gettin' they ass patched and they mommas keep cryin' (Brrt)
Know I'm finna get rich or I'ma die tryin'
He got hit with a nick', and his ass start whinin' (Damn)
I ain't gotta get back, I'm the first to start slidin' (Uh-huh)
Shots go off, and then you hear sirens (Brrt)
I'll take yo' J before I buy it (Before I buy it)
Great aim, good aim with the Glock (You know that)
Straight 8, snatch off on the cops
b*tches wanna eat di*k 'cause they know I smoke opps (Brrt)
We really spank sh*t, turn Za into Za' (Damn)
[Bridge]
We really spank sh*t, turn Za into Za'
Smoke yo' ass like some Za'
Don't get yo' ass smoked like some Za'
Brrt, brrt

[Chorus]
LAX, all red, I'm bleedin' (Bleedin')
n*ggas woofin', ain't doin' no teeth
Five shots to the chest, now his ass ain't breathin'
Get robbed or get stretched, they gon' say I'm the reason (They gon' say I'm the reason)
Soft as a b*tch, he ain't no demon (Uh-uh)
Tryna have my kids, you tweakin' (You tweakin')
Need two Perc' 30's, I'm fiendin' (I'm fiendin')
You'll think it's a switch by how I swing it (Brrt)

[Outro]
b*tch, you'll think it's a switch by how I swing it
Need two Perc' 30's, I'm tweakin'
Tryna have my kids, you tweakin'