Loaded

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    Yeah
    Woah, Kenny! Ayy

    What's up, doc? Ayy, I got carats (What's up?)
    Diamonds in my wrist jump around like a rabbit
    Catch me out in traffic with them choppas I'm a savage (Suwoop)
    Chilling with a baddie now my ex-bitch jealous (Yeah)
    Flexing so hard now my friends say I'm petty (Uh)
    Everybody know that I'm a bad bitch bandit (Yeah)
    I be fly as fuck ain't no telling when I'm landing
    Yeah, this shit getting epic and my wrist on Atlantic
    Ocean, foreign whip coasting
    Sipping potion, moving slow motion
    Got me like: Oh shit, might start dozing (Yup)
    Wrist start hurting, put ice on my Rollie (Ice)
    Racks not folding, pants get swollen (Yeah)
    My rose froze, spent twenty on emoji (Yeah)
    Strapped like soldiers, bitch, you know it
    Bank accounts and my guns loaded (Yeah)

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    Smoke a lot of weed like I grow it
    I got old money, ain't moldy, yeah
    Jewelry game get a bitch cozy, ooh
    So, so smooth no lotion, yeah
    Ride around town with a toaster, uh
    Yeah, bitch, I'ma pop up for the bread
    Lil' nigga you do the mostest, yuh
    That's what this dumb bitch just said
    Fucked on the floor, made her fall out the bed
    Ayy before you go, can I get some more head?
    Ayy, kicked out the door, then I hopped in my Benz
    Yeah, I did it again, but this time with her friend
    Yeah, bring her back like I'm Shaq at the rim
    Yeah, told that bitch I'm the creme de la creme
    Yeah, told that bitch that I'm the best that it is
    Yeah, told that bitch that she know what it is, uh
    Spent a million on ice just to chill
    Got some more water, might buy some gills
    Yeah, they be like: This lil' nigga is ill
    Yeah, they be like: This lil' nigga for real
    Uh, off the porch straight to the field
    Yeah, I'm rich and still ride with my steel
    Yeah, I put crystal balls on my ears
    Uh, I'm balling hard, bitch, I got skills

    What's up, doc? Ayy, I got carats (What's up?)
    Diamonds in my wrist jump around like a rabbit
    Catch me out in traffic with them choppas I'm a savage (Suwoop)
    Chilling with a baddie now my ex-bitch jealous (Yeah)
    Flexing so hard now my friends say I'm petty (Uh)
    Everybody know that I'm a bad bitch bandit (Yeah)
    I be fly as fuck ain't no telling when I'm landing
    Yeah, this shit getting epic and my wrist on Atlantic
    Ocean, foreign whip coasting
    Sipping potion, moving slow motion
    Got me like: Oh shit, might start dozing (Yup)
    Wrist start hurting, put ice on my Rollie (Ice)
    Racks not folding, pants get swollen (Yeah)
    My rose froze, spent twenty on emoji (Yeah)
    Strapped like soldiers, bitch, you know it
    Bank accounts and my guns loaded (Yeah), yeah

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