RELOAD (feat. Afourteen)
Well God bless America for my second amendment
Gunshot, booyah motherfucker
Gunshot, booyah motherfucker
Gunshot, booyah motherfucker
Gunshot, booyah-
Wait, wait, wait, wait, heh, reload, dumb
Don't fuck with me, I got nothing left to lose, now
So fight with me, I got nothing left to prove, now
Pop out with the chop out, pullin' up with guns
Shooting cops now, bitch wanna take a fuckin' pic when I walk out
Yeah, I'm gonna pull out the choppa
And shoot him in the head, like
Click, click, click, click, reload, like
Click, click, click, click, reload, (god damn)
Click, click, click, click, reload
Click, click, click, click, reload
Drugs, violence, blunt, then I light it
Tie a boy down, bitch, don't try to fight it
Get smacked up, this pussy wanna act up
Cockin' thе Glock, then I'm shooting 'til the sun up (Ha ha)
Fuck shit up when I comе through
I been shootin' cars while I'm hanging out the sun-roof
Selling body parts on the internet, bitch, I need a cigarette
Last thing you'll see is my motherfuckin' silhouette
Pull out the choppa
And shoot him in the head, like
Click, click, click, click, reload, like
Click, click, click, click, reload, (god damn)
Click, click, click, click, reload
Click, click, click, click, reload
Afourteen sign my tits
Like dyin' shit, I do that though
I hop up in that motherfucker swingin' two pistols
I get you're tryna go, I got a special pistol
I ain't even been on that note
I be lighting up the spot when I walk in it
I fuckin' swear I wish that everybody never did
Didn't stop fuckin' with me
Fight that boy you dissed and then gave up
Let off 37 shots and I ain't reload once
He talkin' labels on my dick when I'm just tryin' these blunts
And y'all should fuck with me, he has everything to lose
Y'all get pissed, click, click, click, reload
Hold my dick, bitch, reload, click, click, click, click, reload
Gunshot, booyah motherfucker
Gunshot, booyah motherfucker
Gunshot, booyah motherfucker
Gunshot, booyah motherfucker
Wake up, I drop shells then I pass out
Wake up, I drop shells then I pass out
Wake up, I drop shells then I pass out
Wake up, I drop shells then I pass out
Wake up, I drop shells then I pass out
Yeah, yeah, yeah, pass out
I drop shells then I pass out
Wake up, I drop shells then I pass out
Gunshot, booyah motherfucker
Gunshot, booyah motherfucker
Gunshot, booyah motherfucker
Gunshot, booyah-
Wait, wait, wait, wait, heh, reload, dumb
Don't fuck with me, I got nothing left to lose, now
So fight with me, I got nothing left to prove, now
Pop out with the chop out, pullin' up with guns
Shooting cops now, bitch wanna take a fuckin' pic when I walk out
Yeah, I'm gonna pull out the choppa
And shoot him in the head, like
Click, click, click, click, reload, like
Click, click, click, click, reload, (god damn)
Click, click, click, click, reload
Click, click, click, click, reload
Drugs, violence, blunt, then I light it
Tie a boy down, bitch, don't try to fight it
Get smacked up, this pussy wanna act up
Cockin' thе Glock, then I'm shooting 'til the sun up (Ha ha)
Fuck shit up when I comе through
I been shootin' cars while I'm hanging out the sun-roof
Selling body parts on the internet, bitch, I need a cigarette
Last thing you'll see is my motherfuckin' silhouette
Pull out the choppa
And shoot him in the head, like
Click, click, click, click, reload, like
Click, click, click, click, reload, (god damn)
Click, click, click, click, reload
Click, click, click, click, reload
Afourteen sign my tits
Like dyin' shit, I do that though
I hop up in that motherfucker swingin' two pistols
I get you're tryna go, I got a special pistol
I ain't even been on that note
I be lighting up the spot when I walk in it
I fuckin' swear I wish that everybody never did
Didn't stop fuckin' with me
Fight that boy you dissed and then gave up
Let off 37 shots and I ain't reload once
He talkin' labels on my dick when I'm just tryin' these blunts
And y'all should fuck with me, he has everything to lose
Y'all get pissed, click, click, click, reload
Hold my dick, bitch, reload, click, click, click, click, reload
Gunshot, booyah motherfucker
Gunshot, booyah motherfucker
Gunshot, booyah motherfucker
Gunshot, booyah motherfucker
Wake up, I drop shells then I pass out
Wake up, I drop shells then I pass out
Wake up, I drop shells then I pass out
Wake up, I drop shells then I pass out
Wake up, I drop shells then I pass out
Yeah, yeah, yeah, pass out
I drop shells then I pass out
Wake up, I drop shells then I pass out
Credits
Writer(s): Jacob Weinberg, Thorne Aleksandr Baker
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