Lyrics Lazy3x – Spontaneous Combustion II

Spontaneous Combustion II Lyrics – Lazy3x

Singer: Lazy3x
Title: Spontaneous Combustion II

b#tch i’m in the street ain’t talk bout {?}
You said that’s yo b#tch then why is she textin me?
Pull up with the beam it sing like a melody
Movin the white girl just like Melanie

That n#gg# ball like {?}
Like “Lazy where’d you go?”
Shut up b#tch stop harassin me
NITETIME

b#tch i’m in the street ain’t talk bout {?}
You said that’s yo b#tch then why is she textin me?
Pull up with the beam it sing like a melody
Movin the white girl just like Melanie

That n#gg# ball like {?}
Like “Lazy where’d you go?”
Shut up b#tch stop harassin me
Pull up with the shots {?} back to reality

Pull up on that n#gg# that n#gg# {?}
I’m killin that n#gg# i’m killin him casually
I put in that work boy not in a factory
Ay ay ay yall n#gg#s charged like a battеry

{?} don’t matter
I run to the guap my pockets gеt fatter
Lazy the {?}
Ride around town boy you is a capper

She got on her knees like she hittin {?}
You not with the sh#t boy your out of your element
Pull up with the glick we {?}
b#tch I got a stick boy lets get groovy

Pull up with the clip like i’m shootin a movie
These n#gg#s be gay i’m ballin like Rudy
They like “Lazy why you yellin?”
{?} n#gg#s not worth hearin

{?} lost my hearin
I’m sippin that lean on the highway stearin
I came with the {?} got yo main b#tch starin
{?} engineerin

{?} came in with half a million
{?} catch no feelins
Boy I just came in with some b#tches
But only for myself

I just came in with yo b#tch
“Lazy please don’t tell”
Like no I won’t tell that n#gg#
But if he on my dms one more time then imma just kill that n#gg#

Pull up with a pole and I ball like a {?}
Pull up in a ghost turn him into a ghost
My diamonds {?} coast
He think that he me he not even close

He wanna be me that n#gg# a clown
And i’m f#ckin that b#tch while you not at home
Yo b#tch she givin me dope
If that n#gg# {?} I shoot at the retical

I mean yeah you could kill me but
{?} hypothetical
Pull up with the glick I split him symmetrical
b#tch I got the K {?} some chemicals

These n#gg#s my sons they come from my testicles
I mean that’s my b#tch if we’re bein technical
I got 8 big guns
And leave him in BC

Imma leave that n#gg# alphabetical
You say you got money stop bein theoretical
Put choppas in that b#tch like {?}
{?} the racks that’s what you better do

The choppa eat at him just like he a edible
I’m like “Are you hungry?”
Pull up with the tool it shootin like Gumby
Pull up shoot mmm yummy

These n#gg#s they suck mmm dummy
Pull up with the shots {?} rap money
“Lazy so scary, Mommy!”
That n#gg# was scared got hit with the tommy

Catchin a {?}
I pull up and {?}
Like boy i’m big Lazy {?}
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