Shoreline Mafia, G.T., Rob Vicious, Fenix Flexin, OHGEESY and Nfant - Fully Loaded

(ACETHEFACE)

Only thing that I tuck is this motherfuckin' gun
You see the chain on swang and it's shiny like the sun
Niggas stay gettin' booked, I ain't finna be that one
'Cause the rocket fully loaded and I'm rockin' with a drum
Niggas stay gettin' booked, I ain't finna be that one
'Cause the rocket fully loaded and I'm rockin' with a drum
Niggas stay gettin' booked, I ain't finna be that one
'Cause the rocket fully loaded and I'm rockin' with a drum

Fuck you talkin 'bout (talkin' 'bout)
We can't talk it out (nah)
Nigga say he wanna box, we finna box him out (box him out)
Put some money on a nigga, bro gon' chalk him out (chalk him out)
Hit the other side of town see what the opps about (what the opps about)

Ayy
I hop out, halk 'em down
Broke out the hundred round
Next day we in Detroit, my niggas run the town
You ain't runnin' shit (nah)
You just run your mouth
Ran up two hundred quick
We did that in the south (ayy)

This two hundred bands
But that ain't really nothin'
These niggas talkin' on the internet but really frontin'
He make that one wrong move then we gon' get to bustin'
Only way this nigga know me 'cause I fucked his cousin

The Rollie came plain, we got that motherfucker bust (bust)
Just spent three racks, that's on the all white bust
Lost about fifty bands that was just last month
In Miami, Ocean Drive, got the trunk in the front (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)

Only thing that I tuck is this motherfuckin' gun
You see the chain on swang and it's shiny like the sun
Niggas stay gettin' booked, I ain't finna be that one
'Cause the rocket fully loaded and I'm rockin' with a drum
Niggas stay gettin' booked, I ain't finna be that one
'Cause the rocket fully loaded and I'm rockin' with a drum
Niggas stay gettin' booked, I ain't finna be that one
'Cause the rocket fully loaded and I'm rockin' with a drum

Ayy, ayy, we'll pop off
You don't wanna see that chop off
Three deep
Bro, let's send fifty out that hot Glock
End of the road
This the motherfucking chop-shop

Hop out with the forties
Niggas better do the stop, drop
Molly, moon rock got your bitch with the lock jaw
'Fore the cops called, knock his motherfuckin' top off

Ayy, drop the top off like that motherfucker naked
OHGEES got that drum, leave a motherfucker shakin'
Bro said that bag gon' come just be patient
Tell her treat that dick like a wood, hoe face it

Ayy, ayy
Used to love them .38s cause they don't leave no cases (bap, bap)
Gotta watch out for these niggas 'cause they got two faces
Whip 'em white, I'm really start to think I might be racist
Lotta junkies at my door, no them is not Freemasons

Ayy, ayy
Nah, we ain't crippin' but I see blue faces
Try to take this chain on me, watch the bitch chew faces

Only thing that I tuck is this motherfuckin' gun
You see the chain on swang and it's shiny like the sun
Niggas stay gettin' booked, I ain't finna be that one
'Cause the rocket fully loaded and I'm rockin' with a drum
Niggas stay gettin' booked, I ain't finna be that one
'Cause the rocket fully loaded and I'm rockin' with a drum
Niggas stay gettin' booked, I ain't finna be that one
'Cause the rocket fully loaded and I'm rockin' with a drum (ayy)

Written by:
Alejandro Carranza, Angelo Johnson, Fenix Rypinski, Gary Thomas, Jonathan Lamar Stafford, Robert Magee Ii

Publisher:
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave

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