Loudpack Loski - Loads

Yea
Oooouuu I gotta load to catch and a trap to match it
Losing the pack like it's magic
I done got rich
Off of the bags with the accent
I like my whips the fastest
12 saw me but they never gone catch me
I got yo bitch in the back seat
Oooouu and dat lil bitch so nasty
I got them rickity rackays
1700 a get u a halfway
I used to catch all my plays at the back gate
Oooouu trapping so hard that I should have some accolades
Feeling myself but I'm not fenna masturbate
I had a job but I found me a better way
I got yo bitch sucking dick in the crib like a run away
Shoot at yo ass and I go thro that gun away
I got the fast one I drive like the getaway
I got the bag and it wasn't a mistake
I got da cake but I don't know how to bake
I do not know how to draw but I paint on her face
Step in Dior dey ain't cum wit a lace
You keep yo bitch in a gate
I let my bitches escape yea
I drive like I'm in a race
I got da fast one I'm pulln up first place
My trap beat like the bass
Shit smoking so hard that u thought it was laced
Working my wrist and the jays say my whip great
I get a bitch and we fuckn the first date ditching the bitch for the play
I need the cash on the hondale
I had a plug that's an essa
I live my life in a blueray
Take off his top like a tuepay
Water on me but I'm not Bobby buche
I got the bag and ain't have to be gay
I had the bitch and ain't have to do dates
I do not personal train but I'm moving the weight
Beefing wit me and you moving away
I get a load and it's moving away
I'm from Chicago so dey think I'm moving a way
Don't even ask what I'm doing today
I got some bags in I'm tryn to get em out
She got my kids in her mouth and won't spit em out
Just made a flip and I made me a good amount
I got the check that won't bounce
Oooouuu I gotta load to catch and a trap to match it
Losing the pack like it's magic
I done got rich
Off of the bags with the accent
I like my whips the fastest
12 saw me but they never gone catch me
I got yo bitch in the back seat
Oooouu and dat lil bitch so nasty
I got them rickity rackays
1700 a get u a halfway
I used to catch all my plays at the back gate
Oooouu trapping so hard that I should have some accolades
Feeling myself but I'm not fenna masturbate
I had a job but I found me a better way
I got yo bitch sucking dick in the crib like a run away
Shoot at yo ass and I go thro that gun away
I got the fast one I drive like the getaway
I got the bag and it wasn't a mistake

Written by:
Joseph Neely

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