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reloaded - aa2x! lyrics

[intro]
buh, buh, uh, uh
i’m finna get too old to fight, i swear to god (i’m finna*finna pop out)
i swear to god
this n*gga said he gettin’ too old to fight
that n*gga said he is* “my back f*cked up and sh*t”
your hear me?

[verse 1]
i’m finna pop out with steel like logan
b*tch, don’t get down for yo’ knees, keep on chokin’
i need some cover, lil’ b*tch, i’m reloading
my bro a hacker, yo’ drug get decoded
finna roll nothin’, well, b*tch, i’m reloading
i’m loading, i’m loading, i’m loading, lil’ b*tch, i’m too od
i stomp him in boots, tryna show i’m him some [?]
slidin’ in masks like we got ebola
i got my army in all*white soldiers
he tried to snake, got the head of a cobra
bad, broke b*tch, she shop at fashion nova
[?] supernova
got too many drums, they know when it’s over
i’m countin’ this b*tch while she rollin’ over
get tapped in the crib, got me talkin’ slower
i’m told unc told me to trap out the motorola
lacing them rounds, he a high roller
stackin’ my bread ’til it fall over (ahh)
in the grass, put his head in the lawnmower (ahh)
[verse 2]
off two*hundred, that boy get bipolar
g*flex trigger give f*ck ’bout who swoler
when the drac’ kick can’t even control her
come to the sea show you the [?]
that [?] spider, dumb as the f*ck
he said [?], i can’t even hold ya
i can have a gallon of the wock’
[?] trap, all the bros went for you
fifth bl!ck clip on me, i’m reloaded
[?] sh*t like i’m bowling
sippin’ on green, finna f*ck up is colon
p*ssy too good, i gotta f*ck with a trojan
i’m in her stomach, i can tell cause she’s curling
pop two pills, i ain’t even got me hurling
he see my face, choppa kick, got him hurdling

[bridge]
h*ll, yall see my face yall f*ckin’ tuck yall tails
p*ssy ass boy, you was t**thin’ bones when you see me
don’t duck that narrative, don’t change that sh*t neither
you know what it is

[verse 3]
turn up the bass, tell my managers [?]
in philly with two poles, gillie and wallo
they both in the pictures [?] told him “swallow”
hop out the gym, swear to god i ain’t lackin’
he see my face, [?] like he jackin’
whole lotta trim, i pop out like a kraken
he flexin’ whole lotta guns, finna sn*tch them
pop at the crib, he get stuck on the mattress
n*gga tried call me a b*tch, you geek
arp knock off his sides, n*gga sweet
payback in action, all that talkin’ cheap
box on his head, i turn into greek freak
[outro]
f*ck n*gga

- aa2x lyrics

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