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tre loaded - deebo lyrics

[intro]
(ayo, daniel, what’s this?)
uh, uh, yeah
uh, uh, uh, yeah
uh, uh, yeah
uh, uh, uh, yeah
uh, uh, uh, loaded, n+gga
on god, ayy
woah

[chorus]
we put a big n+gga down like he deebo
i got some sh+t that hit hard as a brick
i’m in new york rockin’ timbs like i’m tebow
i spent a couple of racks on my fit
fly as a raven like i play for b+more
i had to build the dope brick over brick
i don’t shoot dice, but i’m rich off of cee+lo
if you a rat, then your n+gga a mick

[verse 1]
i’m in some sh+t that you n+ggas can’t see through
five+percent tint every where that i ride
flexin’ and flodgin’, lil’ n+gga, just be you
stuck in the house, you weren’t never outside
i hit my b+tch up, bae, i’m tryna see you
unlock thе door, i’ma come through the side
moissanitе diamonds, them jawnts off of temu
i hit my jeweler, he said that you lied
everything light up ’cause my wrist and my neck
i feel like fee, i get bank like a check
paid out my face, i can’t do nothin’ for less
i get in every day with no rest
n+ggas gettin’ fetti, still stuck in the nest
crib at nineteen, trappin’ hard ’til i sweat
we come from sh+t, mama say that i’m blessed
this chopper hittin’, sh+t loud unsuppressed
uh, i been f+ckin’ on sh+t since a teen
i ain’t givin’ no paper to get in her pants
wanna f+ck ’cause i’m in magazine
she said she wanna make us a movie
i’m puttin’ on a mask and i’m makin’ her scream
she exotic, it look like she pay for her body
ass fat and she keepin’ it clean
all my n+ggas tapped in like a green
[chorus]
we put a big n+gga down like he deebo
i got some sh+t that hit hard as a brick
i’m in new york rockin’ timbs like i’m tebow
i spent a couple of racks on my fit
fly as a raven like i play for b+more
i had to build the dope brick over brick
i don’t shoot dice, but i’m rich off of cee+lo
if you a rat, then your n+gga a mick

[verse 2]
if you a rat, then your b+tch is a minnie
we can’t do nothin’ if you up a twenty
and i know that i got what it take, and i been movin’ weight, now i feel like mark henry
nah, i ain’t lockin’ in with no ho, go with who got the most, all of these b+tches friends
up a hundred, i don’t gotta boast, we got sh+t make you choke, smokin’ dope like a chimney
on a flight every weekend, i hope different seatin’, i can’t even tell you the time
now they want somethin’ from me, they see that i’m eatin’, ain’t gettin’ no one stuck in the bind
it’s some new n+ggas who wanna be around the gang that weren’t f+cked up with us on the grind
gotta teach everything that i’m taught, paper all in my thoughts, money was on my mind

- tre loaded lyrics

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