Tempestry Lyrics – LAZER DIM 700

Read the full Tempestry lyrics by LAZER DIM 700 along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Lazer Dim 700’s music, you can also explore BLACK OPS II and DARKIST, two other songs by Lazer Dim 700.

[Intro]
Fu*k, fu*k, fu*k
Fu*k, fu*k, fu*k

[Verse]
This white weed throwing me off
Do a lil’ bitty lick and get lost
The front of the chop, it look like a sawed-off
Everybody fans gon’ link, this a track meet
Catch a play right now, meet me on the backstreet
ARP with me, it’s on a back seat
N!gga had a white weed, n!gga had ’em black weed
You better not try the gang, you better not at me
Stack this s*it up, how the spread get taller?
N!gga tryna aim at his head, his collar
Told lil’ twin they better save every dollar
Brand-new racks every week, I gotta follow up
They tryna see how lil’ twin got his dollars up
I ain’t answer the first time, fu*k you keep calling for?
Get on them shrooms, you get out this planet
In a different room, on a different planet
Talking to the plug tryna get a zip rented
N!gga want smoke, he gon’ get his whip dented
When I get a G ride, I’ma get the whip tinted
And my drip be real, treat like I’m hunting
Halloween masker, pop his pumpkin
I think Jeeper Creepers coming
Get racks weekly, every Sunday
Think s*it sweet, then your ass get punished
I’ma * * * every time a n!gga * * *
I ain’t picking battles, anybody get papped out
N!ggas steady switching they battles, what’s happening?
Draco, it clapping
You need the ‘za to kick back, we got it
I ain’t even gon’ speak on the s*it, we gon’ see ’bout it
Think she gon’ take pictures with my big gun, she reaching
Fu*ked up the Backwood, black got a band-aid

Fu*k is a punch? My guns be handmade
Heavy artillery sound like a grenade
Oh, you play ’round with the gang? You won’t play ’round
Lil’ twin don’t take off the ski when he lay down
I order trapper a fee, I ain’t pay mine

[Outro]
Fu*k, fu*k