Load

Just got a load, I ain't whole sellin', I'ma break it down
Used to charGe 200$, now it's 400$ for the ounce
I'ma pull up anywhere, ain't no where for me outa bounds
When I say I Got it out the mud, Bitch, I Got it off the Ground

Yeah, yeah

All I know is get money, get low and stay down

Yeah, yeah

If you a fuck nigga, then I don't want you
around

Yeah, yeah

I'm a shark in da water haters wanna see
me drown

Yeah, yeah

Heard they said that I was Goin' broke, funny
how that sounds

I'm stackin' blue cheese off this celery
I'ma hustler and I ain't buyin', what you sellin' me
You say you Grindin' hard, I say you better be
If you broke, I ain't your enemy uh
Since I Got a baG, these hoes into me
Got these niGGas ain they feelinGs these boys feminine

Why you reminiscin'? I ain't listeninG
If anythinG, I'm thinkin' of ways Gettin it
My mind always on handlin' business
LiftinG weiGht, ain't talkin' fitness, and You know we Got that fire, so come and Get it
Certain strains I Got, I know these boys can Get bitch

I'm a walkin' dispo, can always Get more
Got more Gas than a CitGo, I mean for shit show
Say I be taxin
Cause I ain't sellin' shit low, plain and simple
Freestylin' prices off my mental based off pack potential

Just got a load, I ain't whole sellin', I'ma break it down
Used to charGe 200$, now it's 400$ for the ounce
I'ma pull up anywhere, ain't no where for me outa bounds
When I say I Got it out the mud, Bitch, I Got it off the Ground

Yeah, yeah

All I know is Get money, Get low and stay down
If you a fuck niGGa, then I don't want you around
I'm a shark in the water, haters just wanna see me drown
Heard they said that I was Goin' broke, funny how that sounds

I said I'm Grindin' for my babies, life ain't no lonGer bout me now
Realized the man in the mirror the only one that help me out
I see now, I Got my own damn number on speed dial
I only call on myself, fuck it, I Got it, I'ma leave now

Just hit the Gas house for Gas baGs, I hate when we out
I dine fine, when I'm with your bitch, only time I eat out
We mindinG ours, somewhere on someone beach, wit our feet out
It's Grind or shine, I stay with these exotics, can't pull no seeds out

I heard some niGGas talkin' bout me like, how he Got his own strain
Bitch I ball, no RoGaine, I'm in my own lane
How my jewelry hit would've thouGht I played with bricks, this ain't off cocaine
NiGGas talkin' bout they Got ZA, that's a lie, that ain't no propane

That ain't no propane, niGGas talkin' bout they Got ZA, that's a lie
That ain't no propane, how my jewelry hit would've thouGht I played with bricks, this ain't off cocaine,

NASTY

Just Got a load, I ain't whole sellin', I'ma break it down
Used to charGe 200$, now it's 400$ for the ounce
I'ma pull up anywhere, ain't no where for me outa bounds
When I say I Got it out the mud, Bitch, I Got it off the Ground

Yeah, yeah



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Writer(s): Peter Samms
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