Fully Loaded

[Intro]

I been smoking up, fully loaded

Ohhh-Ohhh yea

I been smoking up, fully loaded

Verse 1:

From the Bentley to the booth, now I'm back again

Because this shit take ends, im try'na win

Losers is them, we ranked top ten that

Any event championship air bagging, the E-class station wagon

VIP the homie threw me down, BVS 17's

Im lookin' clean, coming down fucking them up

Spinning they heads round, yea bruh that's us

Hook: (x3)

Loaded (Loaded)

I've been drinking (I've been drinking)

I've been smoking

I'm fully loaded (Loaded)

Verse 2:

Bottom bread, fuck what they said

Thin crust, extra cheese, papered up

My bottom bitch learning to water ski, so raise a glass for her

Cheers to the self made, self paid

Haters ain't shit, Family's everything

Everybody's rich no weak link

Weigh my chain on the dope scale, in the wind like boat sails, Mermaids learn by the smoke smell

Loaded (Loaded)

We over here girl

[Hook]

Verse 3:

Uh, Ideas in the ashtray

Could've been the next big thing if developed halfway

But in the streets living savagely, Got caught up sadly

Coughin' it up, bleeding badly, we lost 'em bruh

All I could do is dedicate my next player move to you

So just know who was fo' when I slide through

Frame on the [?]oldest, cruise life i choose

I'm on, I'm on more than Sport Center

I'm on like porch lights, Daddy home bitches

[Hook]