Loaded (Explicit) 歌詞
Loaded (Explicit) - Preme/YG
Written by：Raynford Humphrey/Dijon "DJ Mustard" McFarlane/Jermaine Thompson/Andrew Franklin/Brandon "Mvgic" Smart,/Keenon Daequan Ray Jackson
Both middle fingers to the force
I just left port in a Porsche
And I always chose money over war
Still ready for the beef but don't talk to the pork
Just a young n**ga from the way getting paid
We been living but I die for the homies any day
And they love me from the 6 to the Bay
Roll a n**ga over in the Rolls if he in the way
I'm loaded racked up loaded
Back up n**ga I'm way too frozen
Hundred pill rolling bet she love me by the morning
A list b**ch but her name ain't important
If they buy a brick in my city I import it
Would shout out my connect but the feds might quote it
No 9 to 5 cause that sh*t look boring
New whip new b**ch and them hoes both foreign
Woah middle fingers to the cops
B**ch I'm the boss on my block
My little bro changed since the day he got shot
Bandana and the hammer now we look like pac
Just trying to make a million with this pen get my n**gas out the pen
Build a dozen n**gas and I do this sh*t again
Man I only got brothers I ain't never had friends
Getting dollars with them n**gas that ain't never had cents
Oh no
F**k all them n**gas they dodging
All of them b**ches is my b**ches
All of my n**gas is mobbing
We loaded
F**k all them n**gas my n**gas is loaded
We loaded
F**k man we get it my n**gas we loaded
F**k all them n**gas we mobbing
I turn from your b**ch to my b**ch
And a n**ga gon' try sh*t
Listen lil n**ga go backwards
We loaded
F**k all them n**gas my n**gas is loaded
We loaded
F**k man we get it we loaded
No white T's anymore they don't check ID's anymore
Got a b**ch named Christian Dior cause all the b**ch wear is Christian Dior
Catch a n**ga ridin' by myself
Got the nine on me I ain't really ridin' by myself
I don't need help I count mine by myself
On a mission to the money I designed by myself
I'm loaded racked up loaded
Backup n**ga watch how I blow this
This sh*t come and go hocus pocus
Gotta keep a hundred some plays in motion
She tryna f**k all day and get loaded
I wanna f**k two but I'm tryna get focused
Million dollars in there what a n**ga grossing
Used to kick down the front door now the door open
Ooh we don't f**k with the opps baby tryna f**k up the knots
Oh and if you f**k up tonight we gon' have to jack off the Glock
I'm just tryna cop a house in the hills couple mills
Can I live big steak on the grill
In the safe half a mill P Reign 4 hundred
OVO 4 hundred six side so trill
F**k all them n**gas they dodging
All of them b**ches is my b**ches
All of my n**gas is mobbing
We loaded
F**k all them n**gas my n**gas is loaded
We loaded
F**k man n**gas my n**gas is loaded
F**k all them n**gas we mobbing
I turn from your b**ch to my b**ch
And a n**ga gon' try sh*t
Listen lil n**ga go backwards
We loaded
F**k all them n**gas my n**gas is loaded
We loaded
F**k man we get it my n**gas we loaded