sherm49 & loadupc – put in pain lyrics
[intro]
ayo x9
[chorus: sherm49]
call up loadup, he gon’ pop through with a perk and thats on gang
drop a bag up on his head, my steppers bound to bust his brain
i ain’t wanna k!ll that boy he should’ve stayed up in his lane
and b+tch its ybl, won’t ever touch us, you know i put in pain
b+tch i go stupid off them x’s, i might bust a n+ggas chest open
bl!ck came with a d+ck, this my protection not no f+cking chode
step up on his block and sn+tch his soul, i’m gonna f+cking hold him
put three digits on his top, my steppers do everything i told em’
[verse 1: sherm49]
and when we wack him off the map, can’t bring him back cause theres no resp+wn
600 bullets in that car, rest in peace to king von
got no fire, but you been gassing up your homies, now they gone
try to spin my block, won’t let off shots, not what you on
[chorus: sherm49]
call up loadup, he gon’ pop through with a perk and thats on gang
drop a bag up on his head, my stеppers bound to bust his brain
i ain’t wanna k!ll that boy he should’ve stayеd up in his lane
and b+tch its ybl, won’t ever touch us, you know i put in pain
b+tch i go stupid off them x’s, i might bust a n+ggas chest open
bl!ck came with a d+ck, this my protection not no f+cking chode
step up on his block and sn+tch his soul, i’m gonna f+cking hold him
put three digits on his top, my steppers do everything i told em’
[verse 2: loadupc]
ybl’s main runner, grip a mac
saying that you finna catch us, man i know you smoking crack
they be frontin’ on the internet, man i see right through they act
pistol whip a b+tch for talking, call her will smith she got smacked
put that sh+t right on yo’ momma, yeah you know i broke her back
lyrics cold, man they all be frauds, think i call em’ jack
whitest rapper in my city, but i spit sh+t like i’m black
call em’ hollows, a whole pressy, if i see em’ it’s a wrap
[chorus: sherm49]
call up loadup, he gon’ pop through with a perk and thats on gang
drop a bag up on his head, my steppers bound to bust his brain
i ain’t wanna k!ll that boy he should’ve stayed up in his lane
and b+tch its ybl, won’t ever touch us, you know i put in pain
b+tch i go stupid off them x’s, i might bust a n+ggas chest open
bl!ck came with a d+ck, this my protection not no f+cking chode
step up on his block and sn+tch his soul, i’m gonna f+cking hold him
put three digits on his top, my steppers do everything i told em’
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