loso loaded - fast life lyrics
[intro: pnb rock]
oh yeah
yeah
yeah, uh
[chorus: pnb rock]
racks on racks on racks, i got the bag
i’m loadin’ cash, my b-tch she bad
f-ck 12, runnin’ red lights, i’m doin’ the dash
young n-gga got my bread right, so i’m livin’ fast
racks on racks on racks, i got the bag
i’m loadin’ cash, my b-tch she bad
f-ck 12, runnin’ red lights, i’m doin’ the dash
young n-gga got my bread right, so i’m livin’ fast
[verse 1: loso loaded]
i got them racks, they on me
i got your b-tch, she on me
she with me now, lil’ n-gga
we gettin’ lit, lil’ homie
diamonds on me bust down
young n-gga poppin’, boy look at me now
got fifteen k up out the house
done f-cked this sh-t up, stand up on the couch
slap a n-gga out for runnin’ his mouth
that ain’t really what he ’bout
i got racks and racks it came with the stack
brand new whip, it come with new paper tags
doin’ millions, put that it down on my head
broke -ss n-gga, you ain’t spendin’ no cash
livin’ like some crazy n-gga might crash
pull up, serve a brick straight out the jag’
i ain’t talking ’bout change, i ain’t never been lame
pulled up to the flame, d-mn i love my brain
these n-ggas margielas, i don’t do shoestrings
dat b-tch wanna f-ck, run a choo-choo train
[chorus: pnb rock]
racks on racks on racks, i got the bag
i’m loadin’ cash, my b-tch she bad
f-ck 12, runnin’ red lights, i’m doin’ the dash
young n-gga got my bread right, so i’m livin’ fast
racks on racks on racks, i got the bag
i’m loadin’ cash, my b-tch she bad
f-ck 12, runnin’ red lights, i’m doin’ the dash
young n-gga got my bread right, so i’m livin’ fast
[verse 2: loso loaded]
pull up on you, go two hundred
straight a n-gga, f-ck a h0m-‘
i done grinded through the summer
started shinin’ in the winter
i’ma eat a hundred thousand just for dinner
i got the bag, loso loaded never goin’ out back
f-ck the coppers, i’ma get on the gas
if this rapper sh-t don’t work for a n-gga
then we out here kicking dope for the pack
poppa say they ain’t even know how to act
ninth ward, put this sh-t on my back
i get the b-tter, put that on the bread
all these hundreds, n-gga check out the spread
off-white, put that sh-t on my leg
twenty thousand, i put that on your head
get the pack and keep it goin’, guess i took it, i ain’t owin’
hesitation, i don’t do it, i just wake up and get to it
forty thousand dollars shinin’, put that sh-t around my neck
if she acting like a sl-t, i’ma treat her like a b-tch
[chorus: pnb rock]
racks on racks on racks, i got the bag
i’m loadin’ cash, my b-tch she bad
f-ck 12, runnin’ red lights, i’m doin’ the dash
young n-gga got my bread right, so i’m livin’ fast
racks on racks on racks, i got the bag
i’m loadin’ cash, my b-tch she bad
f-ck 12, runnin’ red lights, i’m doin’ the dash
young n-gga got my bread right, so i’m livin’ fast
yeah
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