Dammitoj - Loaded Lyrics

Dammitoj bitch
Another one for y'all
I'm on top of y'all man I'm telling ya
On God
Full court press
I'm loaded
I'm loaded
I'm loaded

All these bitches been stressing me out
All you niggas bitches checking me out
All the signals telling me to get out
But I cant I come alive in a drought
Bust it down I came all up in her mouth
Running man hit the pussy I'm out
Money dance
I cant wait to see a hundred bands
Put it straight up in my mommas hand
Then go and get another hundred grand
Used to keep money in rubber bands
Nowadays we like to pop the seal
Stop that fronting boy you not for real
Cant pay the rent but you popping pills
Damn its to late now its all bad
My nigga died in a car crash
I still call your phone to hear your voicemail man I wish you would call back
We was on molly's and all that
Drinking platinum's out the tall glass
Bad bitches shaking all ass
Up at sonic stacking hard cash
Oh No
Let me get back to the flow
Roll me a back wood of dro
I got that pack for the low
I'm stacking this cash my nigga no bragging no boast
Slid in her dm's
I'm smashing his BM
She cooking me sausage patties eggs and toast
Catch a flight straight out the coast
Don't really mind that I'm sitting in coach
Cause in time I'ma get it and go
G5 aint flying the 4
Why you pressed little baby why you stress like that
Why you always going brazy when I don't text right back
I know you don't like that
But hey that's just how it is
Just know I'm busy out here gritting got take care of my kids
My brother steezy caught a sentence he got caught with a stick
These niggas really out here snitching niggas turned to a wit
I been sipping so consistent they says slow down a bit
Its big pimping got no feelings I go hard on a bitch
Kick that broad up out my car like my cousin big web
Told you that I ain't got no heart I ain't got time to lay up
I ain't taking no pay cuts
I'm grinding stacking my cake up
Came from the apartments with Jayson
Was rolling Garcia Vega's
I just got back from Vegas
I got some top that was a plus
You talk to cops I don't say much
Y'all music flop you cant phase us
I bend the block be like say what
Pull out my chopstick like pay up
Be cool I got this now she in my room
You got her location on your phone what you finna do
Fell asleep alarm went off and she straight hit the snooze
Sorry momma gotta bounce I got some shit to do
But she say one more time
This biscotti and this wocky f*cking with my mind
Know I'm cocky you cant stop me bitch I'm on my grind
I hit Aubrie girl that body ooh you so damn fine
Met her in the lobby told her room sixty 9

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Come over spend some time
Love when you sipping slime
Disney plus we can f*ck girl I'll break ya spine
Lil bitch

Call it what you want
Call it what you want