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lil loaded - in the trap lyrics

[intro]
ayy, ayy
loaded
ayy, ayyyy, ayy
lil loaded top my sh+t
no cap

[chorus: lil loaded]
i got n+ggas thats still in the trap
whippin’ the pot, cookin’ the dope
with 30 we came from the mud (the struggle, the bottom)
we fresher than soap (yeah)
all white when i walk through (yeah, look at the trip)
i learned how to poke (yah)
i’m a k!ller that know how to rap, dummy (b+tch)
don’t think im a hoe (no cap)

[verse 1: lil loaded]
i ain’t just a rapper lil n+gga (nah, for real)
i got bodies and and homi’s that’s stuck on my heart (d+mn)
i lived in the trenches, i lived in the bottom
seen sh+t that would rip a f+ck n+gga apart (no cap)
n+ggas didn’t change, whatchu’ bang (p+ssy, yeah)
i’ve been crip from the start
slid on an uber, i state to myself
you know im a shootеr, don’t need them to watch it
you think that im cappin’, come see what im ’bout (pah, pah)
shoot a opp off the gatе but that boy had some bounce (got some bounce)
shouldn’t try to play the wrong n+gga, i left with a body and pounds when i came out the house
you gettin’ the bag if you bang what i bang (crip)
i can’t hang with no slouse (no cap)
i hold my own weight and i shoot myself (what?), i don’t need you around
all my opps in the ground (yah, yah, yah)
need to write no diss, lil b+tch (woah)
if he dig he ain’t makin’ it out (no cap)
he ain’t makin’ no sound
flexin’ his wrist and he say imma’ drown (okay)
took all ’em diamonds, they askin’ me how (what?)
made ’em pay double, b+tch say sum’ now, i did that boy foul (no cap)
[chorus: lil loaded]
i got n+ggas thats still in the trap
whippin’ the pot, cookin’ the dope
with 30 we came from the mud (the struggle, the bottom)
we fresher than soap (yeah)
all white when i walk through (yeah, look at the trip)
i learned how to poke (yah)
i’m a k!ller that know how to rap, dummy (b+tch)
don’t think im a hoe (no cap)

[verse 2: lil vaaro]
send my boy dean on you n+gga
i remember eatin’ noodles for dinner
money, i want (i want it), said y’all gotta get it
i call lil crill (crill) just call me big piston
maserati, yeah that’s what i’m rippin’ (skrrr)
poppin’ my cup, yeah that’s what i’m sippin’ (ssss)
and i’m f+ckin’ y’all, yeah i gotta lip it
back+slap a b+tch (b+tch), it should get her trippin’
abracadabra, now watch me do magic
pippin’ that dope, now i gotta pack it
f+ckin’ your b+tch, yeah i might just pass her
yeah, yeah (b+tch) i might just pass her (yah, yah b+tch)
yeah i might just pass her

- lil loaded lyrics

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