Reloaded
Rich Homie Quan
3:09I can't even sleep, I've been having bad dreams I been seeing Freddy Krueger, man I told my young hoe step it up She gotta do the same thing for me that my cougar can No hesitation if a nigga run up on me I ain't playing, I'ma shoot his ass Barrel extra long, where the ruler at? Cut them niggas off 'fore they do you bad Get the clip, load up, never ever fold up, now it's time to go up Pussy nigga you a hoe bro When four cars roll up, you gon' have to show us 50 for the watch, 50 for the whip, 50 for the hitman too Put a fitted on your head little boy Now I show you what a hitman do I sell hundred fast watch me get it back I might fuck that pussy but won't kiss her ass Gave a couple bands to the trigger man Told him kill 'em all, time to get 'em back Put him on a shirt, make 'em miss his ass I don't do transaction with no middle man All these Percocets, I'm on the med life Took a couple L's but yeah, my head high Had to focus on my future get my bread right Smoking all the time to keep my head high Spending all this money when I feel like it I didn't cut her off because she still like me I didn't fuck her friend 'cause they real trifling You will never find another nigga like me I made everybody rich, why they hate me? I paid all my dues no late fees You might like it like that if I do it like this Do it on a headstand, do it on a dick Baby make a ice cream, banana split Baby make it snap pop, 808 hit No condoning fuck shit, we don't do the lip Trap spot building, we just run out of ziplocks I don't do the back and forth, I'ma let the clip talk G.O.D the only thing that scare me, I don't feel y'all I won't take a man from a worker, I'm a big boss I don't like a hoe that do too much, it get my dick soft I ain't with the back and forth, R.I.P to Kriss Kross Lil' freaky bitch, she playing with herself, she tryna get off I did this by myself, who gon' be there if my shit fall? Nobody be there when a nigga only dipped off Stay down too long, we ain't stopping till we rich dawg I was broke, now I'm fixed y'all (yeah, yeah, yeah) I can't even sleep, I've been having bad dreams I been seeing Freddy Krueger, man I told my young hoe step it up She gotta do the same thing for me that my cougar can No hesitation if a nigga run up on me I ain't playing, I'ma shoot his ass Barrel extra long, where the ruler at? Cut them niggas off 'fore they do you bad Get the clip, load up, never ever fold up, now it's time to go up Pussy nigga you a hoe bro When four cars roll up, you gon' have to show us 50 for the watch, 50 for the whip, 50 for the hitman too Put a fitted on your head little boy Now I show you what a hitman do I know a couple hitmans Do it for some little shit, man And he don't even really want a whole lotta money He'll do it for a brick, man And I'm leaning like a kickstand Feel like I'm in quicksand Fuck around and hit a nigga, front line This is how you walking with a shit bag Riding with it on me, ain't no need to pop the trunk Reds stop banging, ain't gon' never support Trump I just want that sloppy toppy and I want that rump When I got locked up, you know I had the bottom bunk Never ran from no nigga, always stood up, yeah We just gon' keep grinding hoe, one day we gon' be up there Still showing love to the hood 'cause we grew up there We gon' throw that shit up, we don't care 'bout who the fuck up there Niggas say I changed (I did) I probably did change I made myself a million, Now tell me how you expect for me to fucking be the same? I can see the hate through these Cartiers I been doing better but the man ain't perfect I'm tryna go to sleep but this Xan ain't working I can't even sleep, I've been having bad dreams I been seeing Freddy Krueger, man I told my young hoe step it up She gotta do the same thing for me that my cougar can No hesitation if a nigga run up on me I ain't playing, I'ma shoot his ass Barrel extra long, where the ruler at? Cut them niggas off 'fore they do you bad Get the clip, load up, never ever fold up, now it's time to go up Pussy nigga you a hoe bro When four cars roll up, you gon' have to show us 50 for the watch, 50 for the whip, 50 for the hitman too Put a fitted on your head little boy Now I show you what a hitman do