Urus

[Intro: LLOADED]
Doon-doon-doon
Know what I'm sayin', nah, nah, nah, lil' LLOADED doing other shit, look, like, I said-
Ayy, I go
Doon-doon-doon (Doon-doon-doon)
Know what I'm sayin', ayy, look, uh (Let's do it)

[Chorus: LLOADED]
I watched these niggas rat, then hide they tail, boy yo ass ratatouille
I hit this opp nigga baby mama when he got locked up, she got a big ol' booty
Hit a nigga DM like "Where you at? Let's go get into it" (Let's go get into it)
Pop up on a nigga just like his PO, try to see what he doing
Stay out my business bih', don't worry 'bout who I'm screwing (Doon-doon-doon)
I don't think that boy tryna drop his nuts, he ain't tryna do it (Boom-boom-boom)
I'm wit' the 5, set up a lick and take him down, I need that bank
Niggas be talm'bout what they gon' do, y'all ain't doing shit, y'all niggas saints

[Verse 1: LLOADED]
This on my mama, they seen 'em down the road, his dumbass gon' get shanked
We feel that blade, his ass gon' turn around, always thinkin' about that pain
Free my savages, I make sure I put money on thеy books
Don't come 'round me flexin' in Cartiеr, I promise that shit took
Opp be actin' rich but whole time she work at KFC
You cuffin' her?
She suck my partner up right behind that Krispy Kreme, nigga

[Bridge: LLOADED & L5]
Nah, for real though (Bdoww, the young nigga got caught dissin')
Whole lotta 5 shit, whole lotta field shit, man (We slide on his- huh, what?)
Y'all niggas know what's goin' on (Yeah, L5, doon-doon-doon)

[Verse 2: L5]
The young nigga got caught dissin' (What?)
Slide on his block, hit his city (Bdoww)
Bitch, I bang that 5, you speak on 5, we turn yo name to digits (Huh?)
Bad bitch slut me out, [?] me to sleep, then I lay on her titties (What?)
L5, I'm down to ride, I don't ask no questions, I'm just gon' swing that glizzy
Pull up, blaow-blaow, lil' bitch, that stick-ey (Woah)
Balenci' drippin', yeah, this shit gettin' sticky (Huh?)
He act like he 'bout it, say what? Oh really?
3B5, he beggin' for kidney (That nigga dead)
It was just three of us, we had six Glocks, and I don't know bitch [?] (Nah, nah)
Swerve out on his block, [?]
Haha, bitch (Huh, don't run, come here, where you goin'? Man, nigga, sit the fuck down, nigga)
[?], boy, you ain't like that, L5 never been no bitch (L5)
Wit' Lil' Money, he pop his Glock, you DOA, can't catch no stick (Bdoww, bdoww, bdoww, bdoww, bdoww)
Popping for the 'Gram, he make sure I was scrapping [?] for that stick

[Chorus: LLOADED]
I watched these niggas rat, then hide they tail, boy yo ass ratatouille
I hit this opp nigga baby mama when he got locked up, she got a big ol' booty
Hit a nigga DM like "Where you at? Let's go get into it" (Let's go get into it)
Pop up on a nigga just like his PO, try to see what he doing
Stay out my business bih', don't worry 'bout who I'm screwing (Doon-doon-doon)
I don't think that boy tryna drop his nuts, he ain't tryna do it (Boom-boom-boom)
I'm wit' the 5, set up a lick and take him down, I need that bank
Niggas be talm'bout what they gon' do, y'all ain't doing shit, y'all niggas saints