Reloaded Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2022
Lyrics
It's Mob Leww hoe
Dukie Lump baby
Tell me who really be tripping
They freed dukie lump out the motherfucking prison
It's time to get it, we headed to spinach
Mob gang, ain't no way that we finished
We just getting started, I dearly departed
I just want a charger, she calling me father
I told her don't bother, I'm running up commas
And that's on my momma, we been about that drama
Tell me who really been serving
Drip on a nigga, who really been surfing
Bags on the boy, come and make you a purchase
Robberies, I am not with the burglary
Dukie been dodging these groupies
No time for the hoochies, I duck them on purpose
Heart in a cooler, might cop me a ruger
Every since I been out, they been making me nervous
Mob finna make this shit perfect nigga
Every night we be working nigga
They funny just like Eddie Murphy
Caught him on sight and I wasn't even lurking
Was stuck in a prison, they searched me
Niggas still couldn't find it
I'm not finna deal with the lying
Dukie Lump been with the violence
Lewwie Mac been with the sliding
Nigga don't try that
Smoking good gas, check your mileage
Whipping that white Miley Cyrus
Spreading that work like a virus, nigga no covid
Leww got that fire but he won't let me hold it
First day out, a blunt I couldn't even roll it
Bad bitches, finna put them in motion
Hitting shots, why the fuck am I open
I'm about my green nigga yoshi
I sent that bitch a emoji
Dive in that water no floaty
I got to keep this shit on me
I'm never lonely, I got to ride wit my pole
Dukie Lump, they do not know what we on
I'm about that cheddar and that provolone
I think it's time to go get some v lone
We used to break in your home
Uh what if I got up and went on a mission
Focused on money, not worried about bitches
Ducking, Dodging, I be watching the snitches
Got that sack, boy we about to start blitzing
Ride with that pole like I'm trying to go fishing
Shorty not with us, we probably gone ditch her
Remember we used to be jumping them fences
Keep it a hundred, we don't do pretending
My bitch is bad, she got detention
My weed is loud, it got your attention
Start hitting licks when a nigga got suspended
Hard headed little nigga ain't listen
Hit from the back told that bitch ain't no kissing
I don't even really know where your lips been
Haha shorty know that I don't do no kissing
She funny yeah
Use to call Leww like nigga where you at
I got them zannies, he bringing the act
Taught him to rap while we broke down the prices
He fell in love with bagging up that sack
Showed my brother how to move it and trap
Me and Loco used to bust down a chap
Lewwie Mac, I'm from the middle of the map
I'll pull up on a nigga with a strap
Pull up with Dukie Lump
Still got that pump on me nigga but you can get stomped like a frat
Not tripping on beef, you can come and see me
Or we can pull up anywhere you niggas at
And I got a heater, it's right by my penis
I shoot like Arenas when I got a strap
I just made it home, girl I got to work
It ain't about to be no time I can relax
They gave my nigga five years
It ain't no way I'm a let him go back
I promise my nigga, I ain't goin back
Trying to get sleep, I was stuck in that rack
Talking to jakes, want to get me a sack
These niggas bet not speak on Leww Mac
Better not speak about Duke
I'm a have to pull up and shoot
Chopping the top off the roof
Bitch I be hot,Campbell's soup
These little bitches, they blow me
I don't give a fuck I'm about the guacamole
I run right up on em, bitch I got the toaster
Pull up, spin your block, then a nigga reloaded