Reload

Esh, bitch
Ay, you know this another one
But my name is not Jesse
Yeah, this another one (Jesse made this one)

Like a crash, bitch, I wreck shit
Got kicked up out of school, I still a teacher as a lesson (esh)
Got a white bitch give me top and her name Becky (Becky)
You know this another one, but my name is not Jesse (outer hill)
I been with Lil Webby, he get savage with that weapon
Got mo' scribe than referees, then I got his tech on me, watch me bless him
He ain't even have to fuckin' sneeze, I'ma bless him
Left his dad dead on the scene and mama dressed him

Ay, watch how you address me before I put you on the scratchy
Glock 19, hold 30 (woo)
Don't really wanna talk to her if that hoe is not fuckin' (no)
Ain't in no discussion, lower T or nothin' (no)
Can't catch you, gon' whack (your cousin)
These 24 a bolt, but if I front, need 25

Try to run off with that pack, I let these drinks be rapid fire
It's 200 on the dash, I ain't slidin', bitch, I'm glidin'
Thought that nigga was the plug, but I found out it's a lie, goddamn (is a motherfucking liar)
Yeah, I found out it's a lie
Talkin' pull up with a 20 piece and he ain't even slide, goddamn
Yeah, I found out it's a lie, got this shit up on me now
Nigga, you can come and buy, goddamn

Flexin' on my ex, bitch, I just turned up with my new hoe
Chop the top-up off the coup, she like, damn baby, where the roof go
Justin is my nigga, I'ma blow whenever he blow
I been kicked back, countin' green like I'm Cee Lo
Lil' baby, he a beast, I grab her head when she de-throw (beast)
Got these racks to my ear like a fuckin' kilo (woo)
Cuzz sent me ten bowls, nigga, that's a free throw (easy)
Made it disappear, I got it gone, it's time to reload (is gone)

Catch a body, chain my nightlight, run out text (metal)
Just to get some scripts, I let my youngin' hit you with that text
He tried to be about some pussy, that shit done got him wet (got him wet)
He been flexin' on the ground like a pump fight, he got scratched (he got scratched)
I got diamonds in my mouth and diamonds on my chest (ice)
Not quittin' these drinks, so when I catch him, lay his ass to rest
If I kill my man out in public, I'ma open fire
You ain't never slide on no nigga, you ain't let shit die (he enjoy it)
Jordan on your block, I'ma hop out with this 223
Open shop, in the trap, come and come, drink us some weed

I fuck the hoe good and give her problems, she don't wanna leave (toss it)
You take one of mine, then we slime, we don't wanna greet
Lil' bitch give me a head, want that neck, I don't wanna greet (quit)
Gonna chain my night in the mozzarella, how I'm gettin' to the cheese (woo)
Say you on exotic, know that shit come with a higher fee (higher fee)
Meet me at the BP, I serve you, then I gotta leave (woo)
I done got the trap, jump and get it in and get it out (get jumpin')
Don't talk, cause that phone tap, I watch that boy turn two of mine
Feelin' just like Akon, they need to let my niggas out (for real)
I been up a hundred, nigga, this ain't even cluing her out (facts)

Nigga, this ain't even cluing her out
I been up a hundred, nigga, this ain't even cluing her out
Ayy, ayy, got this shit up, got the trap, back of silly, I'ma sit, get it out
Ayy, ayy, this ain't even cluing her out
I been up a hundred, nigga, this ain't even cluing her out



Credits
Writer(s): Talay Riley, Richard Kylea Cowie, Jahmaal Noel Fyffe, Michael Jemitope Abiola Olusol Orabiyi, Oladayo Oyinlola Olatunji
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