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lil loaded - the dash lyrics

[chorus]
top speed on the dash i put my foot on the gas
lil’ baby hair blowing back driving fast and blow a back
set it all down (what?) i’m the one that turn it up
screamin’, “f+ck all of the opps” ain’t n0body murking us
that stupid block baby’s on top ain’t n0body f+ck with us
if you dappin’ up the opps lil’ n+gga you can’t f+ck with us
if you run out there on a block lil’ n+gga you can’t munch with us
lil babies reachin’ in they captions talkin’ sh+t, (yeah)
back in kingdom all over prices on a brick

[verse]
tell a n+gga, “b+tchless life” because she know lil’ loaded lit, (aha)
in this b+tch gettin’ excited when they know i’m in the city
i like ’em brown with the lil’ body busting heavy on a pre
when i was younger i ain’t have it but i found the way to get it
now is bands to the left (what?) and it’s bands to the right, (yeah)
i remember hittin’ l!cks from sun up till the night
n+ggas know that i could fight he running up i take his life, (yeah)
gon’ k!ll ’em, (gon’ k!ll’ em,) gon’ k!ll ’em
sparked at a party gotta hit ’em
this a drac this a cutter slanging chops from a distance
when i l!ck this b+tch rain they gon’ think i shot a missile
i’m turnt for dead homies walk without all the lead on me
knew that n+gga since a kid but that boy turned fed on me (snitch)
i’ma knock his head off bullets get to spraying off
what you mean? what you said? n+ggas get to playin’ off
big glock and yo’ my leg get n+gga neck talking (pow)
in the stu’ h+lla bread, h+lla bands on them gangs
and i’m yelling out, “crip” every song that’s what i bang
and i’m yelling, “free my brother”
’cause he locked up in them chains
that n+gga stay solid he ain’t never told no names
me and him are parked and solo we asleep up in the rain
now i’m rich and n+ggas hatin’ crazy how the things have changed
tell that n+gga, “come home” on the gang he gon’ be famous
i bet him 100k he gon’ make it, man he gon’ take it
[chorus]
top speed on the dash i put my foot on the gas
lil’ baby hair blowing back driving fast and blow a back
set it all down (what?) i’m the one that turn it up
screamin’, “f+ck all of the opps” ain’t n0body murking us
that stupid block baby’s on top ain’t n0body f+ck with us
if you dappin’ up the opps lil’ n+gga you can’t f+ck with us
if you run out there on a block lil’ n+gga you can’t munch with us
lil babies reachin’ in they captions talkin’ sh+t, (yeah)
back in kingdom all over prices on a brick

- lil loaded lyrics

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