Loaded

My bitch stay loaded-loaded like a baked potato
I got my shooters with me, they all on my payroll
You pulling up, we pulling up, don't like to lay low
These hollow tips about to turn you to an angel
'Cause we stay loaded-loaded, loaded
'Cause we stay loaded-loaded, loaded
'Cause we stay loaded-loaded, loaded
'Cause we stay loaded-loaded, loaded

Shooters with me, looking like the Knicks
Rhonda Rousey, hit 'em with the fist
Loaded-loaded, I'ma tuck the clip
I'ma wet her pussy, I'mma touch the clit
Cut you off like a slicer
I know that you isn't nice
Get to steppin', broken elevator
Bitch, I'm comin' back like the Terminator
Drop a pussy off, without the Uber
Clark Kent, well I'm fuckin' super
You got a Beretta, we got a bazooka
Boy, this ain't no fiction, we got the kahunas
And I keep it moving like low-income families
That's why you mad at me?
I know what's hard to see
I moving like A to Z
Bitch, fuck with me, don't fuck me over
Knock it out the park, Sammy Sosa
Got the buttons at the Range Rover
Loaded, loaded, now it's game over
(I don't play around, bitch, don't make a sound
Put the Xanny in your mouth, watch me bust a couple rounds)

My bitch stay loaded-loaded like a baked potato
I got my shooters with me, they all on my payroll
You pulling up, we pulling up, don't like to lay low
These hollow tips about to turn you to an angel
'Cause we stay loaded-loaded, loaded
'Cause we stay loaded-loaded, loaded
'Cause we stay loaded-loaded, loaded
'Cause we stay loaded-loaded, loaded



Credits
Writer(s): Andrew Ian Murray, Nathan Rawlings, Scott White, Marc Higgins, Glenn Vine
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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