tre loaded - whats the drop lyrics
[intro]
yup, loaded, bang, bang
bang, bang, bang, bang, bang (loaded)
no cap, know what i’m sayin’
we just needa drop it and we on the way
ayy, ayy
[chorus]
ay, what’s the drop?
we on the way to the spot
ain’t no talking we ready to pop it
my pockets a knot, runnin’ red lights ion stop
and i’m havin’ don’t care what you got, wet ’em up like a mop
you the type talk to a cop, i’m the type to go hit up a block
and these b+tches be hot, she took the d+ck like a shot
move away but ain’t picked up a pot
[verse]
this whip exotic, these drugs got me outta my body
[?] like i’m roddy
she suckin’ me sloppy, beat up the p+ssy like rocky
we on and on, mr. miyagi, i do and they copy
runnin’ it up you can’t stop it, get money my job is my hobby
i’m jordan, you scottie, loaded gon’ turn up the party
one smoke you get hit with a shotty
[verse]
ay, how you go on a mission and panic?
imma f+ck on your bih ’cause my roof panoramic
keep me a tool, like mechanic
they see me poppin’ my sh+t and i know they can’t stand it
just when i feel like a bandit
and i ain’t talkin’ ’bout nick, but i keep me a cannon
my [x] stay sharp, shannon
i want my b+tch to be foreign, might f+ck a hispanic
[verse]
twenties, fifties, hunnids, ay
how you steal from a [x] who front?
run off on me, you gon die ’bout that money
say he gon blow when i’m pushin’ that b+tton
touchin’ these racks, came all of a sudden
and they hate ’cause i really be stuntin’
i’m countin’ paper i ain’t worried ’bout nothin’
act like a steppa but really be runnin’
[chorus]
ay, what’s the drop?
we on the way to the spot
ain’t no talking we ready to pop it
my pockets a knot, runnin’ red lights ion stop
and i’m havin’ don’t care what you got, wet ’em up like a mop
you the type talk to a cop, i’m the type to go hit up a block
and these b+tches be hot, she took the d+ck like a shot
move away but ain’t picked up a pot
[verse]
loud as a speaker, i bet this choppa gon sing like alicia
nah, you can’t pull up on me i’ll meet ya
i’m gettin’ money, it cost for a feature
he think he a demon well, i’m with the reaper
i bet these shot make ’em shake like a seizure
i’m in my bag and this b+tch gettin’ deeper
kick a ho out ’cause she think that i need her
sh+t out the park i feel like derek jeter
[verse]
i was just broke on my ass so, i had to go get it
got me a bag, offa flip it
we just poured us up a fo’ and put it in a 2 liter
then [?] to sip it
they f+ck with loaded the east and the west
i got [x] who blood and got [x] who crippin’
i’m finna put down these bowls and go pick up a mic
’cause they say on these beats i be tickin’
[verse]
say on these beats i be rockin’
i know they hate that i’m next and i ain’ never stoppin’
got his ass stuffed like a [?]
you [x] not really havin’, you not really poppin’
[?]
you know i’m fly like a bird and your b+tch the one flockin’
white girl, she soft like some cotton
i don’t do friends cause folk hate on your grind and start plottin’
[chorus]
ay, what’s the drop?
we on the way to the spot
ain’t no talking we ready to pop it
my pockets a knot, runnin’ red lights ion stop
and i’m havin’ don’t care what you got, wet ’em up like a mop
you the type talk to a cop, i’m the type to go hit up a block
and these b+tches be hot, she took the d+ck like a shot
move away but ain’t picked up a pot
[post+chorus]
no cap, ayy
ay, move away but ain’t picked up a pot, yeah, ayy
ay, mmhm, (ay, you get in you get shot)
(bang, loaded, loaded, bang, bang, bang)
(bang, bang, bang, bang, bang)
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