Music Video
Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Preme
Performer
YG
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Raynford Humphrey
Composer
Mustard
Composer
Jermaine Thompson
Lyrics
Andrew Franklin
Composer
Brandon "Mvgic" Smart
Composer
Keenon Daequan Ray Jackson
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mustard
Producer
Pro Logic
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Both middle fingers to the force
I just left court in a Porsche, that's real
And I always chose money over war
Still ready for the beaf, but don't talk to the pork, uh
[Verse 2]
Just a young **** from the way gettin' paid
We be livin' but I die for the homies any day
And the love me from the Sixth to the Bay
Roll a **** over in a Rolls if he in the way, uh
[Verse 3]
I'm loaded, racked up, loaded
Back up, ****, I'm way too frozen
Money-pit rollin', but she love me by the mornin'
A-list bitch, but her name ain't important
[Verse 4]
If they bought a brick in my city, I import it
We shout out my connect, but the Feds might quote it
No, I'm not far, the shit a little boring
New whip, new bitch and them hoes both foreign
[Verse 5]
Whoa, 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 a hammer, now he look like Pac
[Verse 6]
Just tryna make a million with this pen, get my **** out the pen
Build a dozen and I do this shit again
Man, I only got brothers, I ain't never had friends
Gettin' dollars with the **** that ain't never had sense
So no
[Verse 7]
Fuck all them ****, they dodgin'
All of them bitches is my bitches
All of my **** is mobbin'
Dare you to try us, we got it
[Verse 8]
We loaded
Fuck all them ****, my **** is loaded
Fuck, we loaded
Run and we get it, my **** is loaded
[Verse 9]
Fuck all them ****, we mobbin'
I could turn your bitch to my bitch, four hunnid
Ain't a **** gon' try shit
'Less a little **** want backwards
[Verse 10]
We loaded
Fuck all them ****, my **** is loaded
What's bracking? We loaded
Run and we get it, my **** is loaded
[Verse 11]
No ITs anymore
They don't check IDs anymore
Got a bitch named Kristen Dior
'Cause all the bitch wear is Christian Dior, uh
[Verse 12]
Catch a **** ridin' by myself, got the nine on me
I ain't ridin' by myself, I don't need help
My account, mine, I'm by myself
On a mission to the money I designed by my self, uh
[Verse 13]
I'm loaded, racked up, loaded
Back up, ****, watch how I blow this
This shit come and go, hocus pocus
Gotta keep a hunnid, some plays in motion
[Verse 14]
She tryna fuck all day and get loaded
I wanna fuck too, but I'm tryna get focused
Million dollars in there what a **** grocery
Use the kick down, front door, knock door open
[Verse 15]
Ooh, we don't fuck with the ops
They be tryna fuck up the knots
Oh, and if you fuck up the knot
We gon' have to jack off the glock, bap
[Verse 16]
I'm just tryna cop a house in the hill, couple mill
Can I live, big steak on the grill, in the safe, half a mill
P Reme fo' hunnid, OVO fo' hunnid
Six sides, so trill
[Verse 17]
Fuck all them ****, they dodgin'
All of them bitches is my bitches
All of my **** is mobbin'
Dare you to try us, we got it
[Verse 18]
We got it, we loaded
Fuck all them ****, my **** is loaded
We loaded
Run and we get it, my **** is loaded
[Verse 19]
Fuck all them ****, we mobbin'
I could turn your bitch to my bitch
Ain't a **** gon' try shit
'Less a little **** want backwards
[Verse 20]
We loaded
Fuck all them ****, my **** is loaded
We loaded
Run and we get it, my **** is loaded
[Verse 21]
Focus, give it to me, don't hold it back
Real ****, you notice that
That bitch can't focus yet
It's over, girl, I showed him that
[Verse 22]
I'm so focused, I'm so focused
I'm so drunk but I'm still bumping
I'm so high but I'm still rollin'
She bust it open, I can't focus
[Verse 23]
I'm so focused, I'm so focused
I'm so focused, I'm so focused
I'm so focused, I'm so focused
She bust it open, I can't focus
Written by: Andrew Franklin, Brando Alexander Smart, Brandon "Mvgic" Smart, Jermaine Thompson, Keenon Daequan Ray Jackson, Mustard, Raynford Humphrey


