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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 nigga 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 nigga over in the Rolls if he in the way I'm loaded, racked up loaded Back up nigga, I'm way too frozen Hundred pill rolling bet she love me by the morning A-list bitch 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 shit look boring New whip, new bitch and them hoes both foreign Woah, middle fingers to the cops Bitch 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 niggas out the pen Build a dozen niggas [?] and I do this shit again Man I only got brothers, I ain't never had friends Getting dollars with them niggas that ain't never had cents Oh no SongtexteFuck all them niggas they dodging All of them bitches is my bitches All of my niggas is mobbing [?] We loaded Fuck all them niggas, my niggas is loaded We loaded Fuck, man we get it, we loaded Fuck all them niggas we mobbing I turn from your bitch to my bitch And a nigga gon' try shit Listen lil nigga go backwards We loaded Fuck all them niggas, my niggas is loaded We loaded Fuck, man we get it, we loaded No white T's anymore, they don't check ID's anymore Got a bitch named Christian Dior, cause all the bitch wear is Christian Dior Catch a nigga 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 nigga, watch how I blow this This shit come and go, hocus pocus Gotta keep a hundred some plays in motion She tryna fuck all day and get loaded I wanna fuck two, but I'm tryna get focused Million dollars in there, what a nigga grossing? Used to kick down the front door, now the door open Ooh, we don't fuck with the opps, baby tryna fuck up the knots Oh, and if you fuck 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 Fuck all them niggas they dodging All of them bitches is my bitches All of my niggas is mobbing [?] We loaded Fuck all them niggas, my niggas is loaded We loaded Fuck, man we get it, we loaded Fuck all them niggas we mobbing I turn from your bitch to my bitch And a nigga gon' try shit Listen lil nigga go backwards We loaded Fuck all them niggas, my niggas is loaded We loaded Fuck, man we get it, we loaded Aus Songtexte Mania