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loaded - screwly g lyrics

yeah
everything fast
fast cars fast guns fast lifestyle n*gga

yeah
uh, im on lean ? im loaded
can’t believe a n*gga got rich off rap they always said im chosen
caught a n*gga on that street now he 6 feet my shottas did him bogus
we put opps in the grave and they goin to ground his momma gotta bring him roses
yeah they told me keep going im one of the coldest
2 opp n*ggas died back to back while i was ot so i didn’t even notice
these n*ggas ain’t think i was gon blow up off rap but i did
now them n*ggas look hopeless
lil bro k!lled the one i want so when i pay him he gettin a bonus
k!lled that n*gga on cam broad day got away on the ground he was posin
only reason he got shot when we spinned his block cause that n*gga ran the slowest
you can’t kick it with me now a n*gga got rich if you were round at my lowest
went on a drill tryna k!ll i was aimin for shh but i hit the one he was closest
act too tuff on the gram catch em blam n*ggas be dyin for posters
know we ain’t into smoke but thats his bro catch him bullets choke him
know we gon k!ll your ass for postin n*ggas we k!lled u better not post em
shot his ass so many times he still alive startin to think we shootin at ghosts

yea dont shoot from a distance im tryna get closer
lil bro caught him a hat and they ain’t like that
who the f*ck u think they ass coached him
i know dem n*ggas start shootin if u look at em wrong
so u better watch how u approach em
12 was on the same street as me still bounced out the v
and creeped up on em
im just puttin these glizzys n chops n ?
im tryna put em on em
this b*tch got some kick gotta shoot with 2 hands
ain’t right when u run up on em
told lil cuz just let me out the back and park around the corner
must ain’t heard about that last n*gga huh
that n*gga a goner

catch em in traffic we get on his bumper
pull up n fire ? slump em
lil ye thats my buzz idc what he did you ah die u better not touch some
bail out wit 4 different sticks lotta n*ggas get hit
we bail out ?
most of these n*ggas be on that sucker sh*t
and u know i dont f*ck wit suckers

wrist blingin chain icey k!llin these n*ggas who said they dont like me
im tryna pay for a couple bodies let me stop fore they try to indict me
i like shootin guns n drinkin blood that type of sh*t exciting
shoot a n*gga in his sh*t he reach in this b*tch the f*ck i look like fightin

city know im a target when they throw parties they dont even invite me
i like seein brains comin out n*ggas heads civilians they get to triflin
i done knocked sh*t off nd i got rank i send more hits than tyson

im in the car wit k!llas n switches
ain stoppin for 12 ain got no license
im in da srt wit paper tags they dont dis b*tch a striker
jump out the ? wit aca had fully on the roof bounced out like a sniper
im in the boof wit ? dont bring yo b*tch round us
bd will swipe her
i done shot so many of them n*ggas they postin a pic thats why they dont like us
n*gga tryna go body for body not shot for shot
we ain finna have no cypher
? watchin da clock free bro ?
lil bro geeked off x tryna bail out da car ? lil bro
come thru da block wit a monkey suit n mask n k!ll like michael myers

- screwly g lyrics

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