Loaded Lyrics - Preme

[Verse 1: Preme] 

Both middle fingers to the force 

I just left [?] in a Porsche 

And I always chose money over war 

Still ready for the beef but don't talk to the pork 

Just a young nigga from the way getting paid 

We been living but I die for the homies any day 

And they love me from the 6 to the Bay 

Roll a nigga over in the Rolls if he in the way 

I'm loaded, racked up loaded 

Back up nigga, I'm way too frozen 

Hundred pill rolling bet she love me by the morning 

A-list bitch but her name ain't important 

If they buy a brick in my city I import it 

Would shout out my connect but the feds might quote it 

No 9 to 5 cause that shit look boring 

New whip, new bitch and them hoes both foreign 

Woah, middle fingers to the cops 

Bitch I'm the boss on my block 

My little bro changed since the day he got shot 

Bandana and the hammer now we look like Pac 

Just trying to make a million with this pen, get my niggas out the pen 

Build a dozen niggas [?] and I do this shit again 

Man I only got brothers, I ain't never had friends 

Getting dollars with them niggas that ain't never had cents 

Oh no 

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[Hook: Preme] 

Fuck all them niggas they dodging 

All of them bitches is my bitches 

All of my niggas is mobbing 

[?] 

We loaded 

Fuck all them niggas, my niggas is loaded 

We loaded 

Fuck, man we get it, we loaded 

Fuck all them niggas we mobbing 

I turn from your bitch to my bitch 

And a nigga gon' try shit 

Listen lil nigga go backwards 

We loaded 

Fuck all them niggas, my niggas is loaded 

We loaded 

Fuck, man we get it, we loaded 

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[Verse 2: YG] 

No white T's anymore, they don't check ID's anymore 

Got a bitch named Christian Dior, cause all the bitch wear is Christian Dior 

Catch a nigga ridin' by myself 

Got the nine on me, I ain't really ridin' by myself 

I don't need help, I count mine by myself 

On a mission to the money, I designed by myself 

I'm loaded, racked up loaded 

Backup nigga, watch how I blow this 

This shit come and go, hocus pocus 

Gotta keep a hundred some plays in motion 

She tryna fuck all day and get loaded 

I wanna fuck two, but I'm tryna get focused 

Million dollars in there, [?] 

Used to kick down the front door, now the door open 

Ooh, we don't fuck with the opps, baby tryna fuck up the knots 

Oh, and if you fuck up tonight, we gon' have to jack off the Glock 

I'm just tryna cop a house in the hills, couple mills 

Can I live?, big steak on the grill 

In the safe half a mill, [?] four-one 

OVO four-one, six side so trill 

[Hook: Preme] 

Fuck all them niggas they dodging 

All of them bitches is my bitches 

All of my niggas is mobbing 

[?] 

We loaded 

Fuck all them niggas, my niggas is loaded 

We loaded 

Fuck, man we get it, we loaded 

Fuck all them niggas we mobbing 

I turn from your bitch to my bitch 

And a nigga gon' try shit 

Listen lil nigga go backwards 

We loaded 

Fuck all them niggas, my niggas is loaded 

We loaded 

Fuck, man we get it, we loaded