Reloaded Lyrics

Pharmaceuticals in my brain, felt like I was tripping

Brain going in thirty dimensions

In the world, and I'm feeling like the captain

Need a bad bitch, down here, suck me in my mansion

She want a relationship, but I stay counting up that dough

Uh uh uh uh, 'bout that dough

Never worried 'bout no hoe

Taking percs off percussion, yeah, that is just the glow-

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(What's good y'all, it's DJ Yu, shouts out to shyneoutkid, Dallas Flame, uhh FiveFingersNoah)

Pharmaceuticals in my brain, felt like I was tripping

Brain going in thirty dimensions

In the world, and I'm feeling like the captain

Need a bad bitch, down here, suck me in my mansion

She want a relationship, but I stay counting up that dough

Uh uh uh uh, 'bout that dough

Never worried 'bout no hoe

Taking percs off percussion, yeah, that is just the glow-

(Took a-a- took a- took like a perc)

(Took a-a- took a- took like a perc)

(Took a-a- took a- took like a perc)

(Took a-a- took a- took like a perc)

(Took a-a- took a- took like a perc)

(Took a-a- took a- took like a perc)

(Took a-a- took a- took like a perc)

(Took a-a- took a- took like a perc)

Taking percs, mix it in my system (in my syst-)

Feel so old, 'cuz I got that wisdom (and my wisd-)

And my bad bitch, in my mentions

And a bad bitch, brunette hair

Stay jerking on that shit, stay bouncing on that jerk

Shoutout my homies, they in Jersey, so you know they keep it lit

Got a strap on my hip, like a bad bitch and shit