Preme - Loaded Lyrics
[Verse 1: Preme]Both middle fingers to the forceI just left port in a PorscheAnd I always chose money over warStill ready for the beef but don't talk to the porkJust a young nigga from the way getting paidWe been living but I die for the homies any dayAnd they love me from the 6 to the BayRoll a nigga over in the Rolls if he in the wayI'm loaded, racked up loadedBack up nigga, I'm way too frozenHundred pill rolling bet she love me by the morningA-list ***** but her name ain't importantIf they buy a brick in my city I import itWould shout out my connect but the feds might quote itNo 9 to 5 cause that shit look boringNew whip, new ***** and them hoes both foreignWoah, middle fingers to the cops***** I'm the boss on my blockMy little bro changed since the day he got shotBandana and the hammer now we look like PacJust trying to make a million with this pen, get my niggas out the penBuild a dozen niggas [?] and I do this shit againMan I only got brothers, I ain't never had friendsGetting dollars with them niggas that ain't never had centsOh no[Hook: Preme]***** all them niggas they dodgingAll of them *****es is my *****esAll of my niggas is mobbing[?]We loaded***** all them niggas, my niggas is loadedWe loaded*****, man we get it, we loaded***** all them niggas we mobbingI turn from your ***** to my *****And a nigga gon' try shitListen lil nigga go backwardsWe loaded***** all them niggas, my niggas is loadedWe loaded*****, man we get it, we loaded[Verse 2: YG]No white T's anymore, they don't check ID's anymoreGot a ***** named Christian Dior, cause all the ***** wear is Christian DiorCatch a nigga ridin' by myselfGot the nine on me, I ain't really ridin' by myselfI don't need help, I count mine by myselfOn a mission to the money, I designed by myselfI'm loaded, racked up loadedBackup nigga, watch how I blow thisThis shit come and go, hocus pocusGotta keep a hundred some plays in motionShe tryna ***** all day and get loadedI wanna ***** two, but I'm tryna get focusedMillion dollars in there, what a nigga grossing?Used to kick down the front door, now the door openOoh, we don't ***** with the opps, baby tryna ***** up the knotsOh, and if you ***** up tonight, we gon' have to jack off the GlockI'm just tryna cop a house in the hills, couple millsCan I live?, big steak on the grillIn the safe half a mill, [P Reign] 4 hundredOVO 4 hundred, six side so trill[Hook: Preme]***** all them niggas they dodgingAll of them *****es is my *****esAll of my niggas is mobbing[?]We loaded***** all them niggas, my niggas is loadedWe loaded*****, man we get it, we loaded***** all them niggas we mobbingI turn from your ***** to my *****And a nigga gon' try shitListen lil nigga go backwardsWe loaded***** all them niggas, my niggas is loadedWe loaded*****, man we get it, we loaded
