Loads In (Beat. ROOPRODUCEDIT) Lyrics

(It's the fuckin' code)

I been busy cause the money calling

You gon' know me like a hand knows Spaulding

When the business is currency I'm all in

Hand up like Im balling

Paul wall teeth glisten flossing

Only c notes withdrawing

Aint nothin but a hop, jump, and a skip for ya bitch when I'm calling

Kick. flippin, n shoving hits

To get this mr freeze wrist

So fly I could be five three steppin' in the four inch

On my Light skin like prince

Pulling your foreign excuse me miss

Got the game for her blouse

Her pancake and yams all in up in my mouf'

I don't like the drama

But you bout to become, for somebody you love, their once a upon a

Like a state fair I wont play fair wit the drumsticks and the llamas

You can put that on god

I put that on my momma

Only dealing in paper weight

Cant tell me me how much your paper weigh

Hunnid pounds of them hunnid dollar bills

Bitch I'm yelling feeling like I'm Dolla Bill

(I'm tired of muthafuckas' telling me what I need to sound like, or I need to rap like)

(Oh, that song doesn't go with this or that tempo doesn't fit with that or)

(Maybe you should slow it down or maybe you should speed it up)

(You ain't putting in fuckin' work like I am, so shut the fuck up)

Keep the tag on your clothes not your toes boy

Im in the mood to destroy

Need her built like Remy Lacroix

Big D n toys making noise

Suction on the dot

Knew the spot since young money made that bedrock

Been drippy since da sandlot

Giving all the smoke n**** till I pop

Fuck it Ima let this shit rock

Whipping donuts on the block

They gon' love me like they love pac

Think you better bitch you need to stop

Like ms becky with dreadlocks

Hustle in a headlock (uh)

Its the double V V bitch

Im the one who knocks

Here is my memorandum

Your car anthem

New shit like a new phantom

Get money so much

It seems like its random

Call the IRS tell em I pay my taxes

Let me off like a white actress

Chappelle practice

Im rich bitch

N**** with money

Bout to get disastrous

Never fold

Yell it from the back

Stay ten toes

(Tired of muthafuckas' trying to tell me, oh)

(Cerril you ain't as hot as you think you are, oh)

(You ain't even getting that many plays, oh)

(Don't nobody know your fucking name, oh)

(You ain't even popping)

(You too cocky)

(You ain't as hot as you think)

(Bitch suck my dick)

If its up, then its going down hoe

Load it in the foreign whip

It's how we get around hoe

If she run it up

Then she bring it down low

Talking money I speak the code

Get this dough

Aint talking fast you hustle slow

If its up, then its going down hoe

Load it in the foreign whip

It's how we get around hoe

If she run it up

Then she bring it down low

Talking money I speak the code

Get this dough

Aint talking fast you hustle slow