NP&R LOADING...(BONUS) Lyrics

Bitch, I just put in the work Tell all these artists I'm comin' in first

Come to my trap and you niggas get murked I swear to God, niggas get put on the hearse

Niggas be hatin, these bitches be thirstin' opps be talkin, they tween, they chirpin

Boy, you got some fuckin' nerve Like I won't start a motherfuckin' purge

You know that my bitch keep the Glock in the purse

I know we be chillin, but bitch, we do work You feel me

Ho, don't try to belittle Hope you remember the history

All of this shit that we did for three years You put your heart to a nigga that I killed

Know that I'm real, I know that I keep that motherfuckin' steel

I'm bringin' my brother, my twin, my motherfuckin' family

My gang, we makin' a mill, you feel me, I'm him

I know that I make a progress when I work out In the damn gym, I know that I'm him

I run through these bitches like bitches wear skims

I want a mill, I know that I'm comin' so trim

Twenty-five is my year Next tape, nigga, no pain and regrets

I'm comin' for everybody, fuckin' neck Put that on my fuckin' shit