Loaded
(专辑: Rocketshipshawty - 2012)
Jungle Beats! Holla at me! [Kid Ink:] You can tell I
ain't even tryna fit in Probably somewhere you can't even get in Don't try, we gon' be here for a
minute And tell 'em I
ain't leaving 'til the
late thing finished I'm loaded, I'm loaded I'm loaded, I'm loaded And I'm loaded, I'm loaded Four shots in And I'm loaded, I'm loaded I'm loaded, I'm loaded And I'm loaded, I'm loaded Where should I
begin? Gotta [K.Shawn:] Gotta find it in a
drill, my niggas got it, still Real with the
real, my DJ even ill Ink Call 'em Will, beats from Jahlil Screaming my mind, but ain't no Johnny Gill Got it any hard, I
pop on any set I
wish a
nigga would, I
put his life to the
test I
made it God's grace to say I'm turning late We like jigg, separate make a G
I
should go before the
sun up, welcome back tutter Probably fly trotter, fly a
litter faller I'm all about my twat, and there I
wanna vet Stupid say I'm sick, I
call it a
shit [Kid Ink:] You can tell I
ain't even tryna fit in Probably somewhere you can't even get in Don't try, we gon' be here for a
minute And tell 'em I
ain't leaving 'til the
late thing finished, shit I'm loaded, I'm loaded I'm loaded, I'm loaded And I'm loaded, I'm loaded I'm four shots in And I'm loaded, I'm loaded I'm loaded, I'm loaded And I'm loaded, I'm loaded Where should I
begin? Knocking down your door like Avon Sideline niggas, now we ain't playing Ready to go, tell 'em they don't have to wait on See me with the
proper hood, niggas like Treyvon Dope boy fresh, in a
dope boy hat With a
picture perfect bitch, come and get a
Kodak I
don't need a
cosign Perrier, Kotex Can't stop 'til my whole team got a
Rolex I
ain't even tryna fit in Fuck all the
politics in the
city Later on they gonna say a
nigga get in Pocket full of hundreds, and I'm feeling like a
milli You can tell I
ain't even tryna fit in Probably somewhere you can't even get in Don't try, we gon' be here for a
minute And tell 'em I
ain't leaving 'til the
late thing finished, shit I'm loaded, I'm loaded I'm loaded, I'm loaded And I'm loaded, I'm loaded I'm four shots in And I'm loaded, I'm loaded I'm loaded, I'm loaded And I'm loaded, I'm loaded Where should I
begin? [HardHead:] I'm in this black-air Yeezys, straight to Givenchy Gold chains on racks hanging from my pocket My whole team's winning, losing never was an option That's why your bitch's here and leaves with her head popping I
be going in, here we go again, ain't got to ask no question, though Bottles from out that roof, sparkle right on my whole section Bitch, you know I
am out of Marley, probably off a
tooth All black, probably killing scenes where youth Standing in the
line while I'm standing on a
sofa Pussy popping like the
paparazzi camera when they saw me Might not see tomorrow, so tonight I
tear the
shit closer Part might feel my boy's caps and a
glass of more Patron You can tell I
ain't even tryna fit in Probably somewhere you can't even get in Don't try, we gon' be here for a
minute And tell 'em I
ain't leaving 'til the
late thing finished, shit I'm loaded, I'm loaded I'm loaded, I'm loaded And I'm loaded, I'm loaded I'm four shots in And I'm loaded, I'm loaded I'm loaded, I'm loaded And I'm loaded, I'm loaded Where should I
begin?