Fully Loaded - Tommy Guns: Şarkı Sözleri, Müzik Videoları ve Konserler

Fully Loaded

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Fully Loaded adlı parça {albumName} albümünün bir parçası olarak Havin Investments LLC tarafından 28 Eylül 2024 tarihinde yayınlandıForever Havin

Şarkı Bilgileri

AlbümForever Havin

Çıkış Tarihi28 Eylül 2024

FirmaHavin Investments LLC

DilEnglish

Melodiklik

Akustiklik

Valence

Dans Edilebilirlik

Enerji

BPM89

GENEL BAKIŞ

ŞARKI SÖZLERI

Krediler

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Tommy Guns

Songwriter

Şarkı sözleri

I'm hearing whispers in my ear

I been tryna keep these **** from out the back door

I can't look at you the same, you left me hanging at my lowest

You can't sip no ace with me if we ain't never sip no moet

She say you that rapper, nah bitch I'm a poet

All this fucking ice, it look like I'm frozen

Momma's baby boy but she can't treat me like I'm Jody

Every time I step out got that blat I'm fully loaded

That track hawk 'go 200, ghost Glock leave a **** haunted

I got it, I can flaunt it, he fucked up, he tryna pawn it

I'm big homie to these **** if we really being honest

Flew my bitch to Mexico so she can swim in ocean water

Ain't showing love cause **** left me at my lowest

I drive a registered vehicle like it's stolen

She act weird with the cat, I call her Doja

Ain't no foldng around this bitch cause I'm a soldier

He was sleeping on the job, my youngin went and fired him up

What we speaking for, you ain't tryna run some paper

I be needing more love, I be wanting more affection

Only bitch that bring me peace is Mrs. Smith, she from the western

Penthouse on the high rise, Hermes with the fur slides

Cartier's on my eyes , I'm riding with that blat

I'm a grown ass man, don't you ever call me slat

If I fuck it up, I hit the streets and get it right back

I'm hearing whispers in my ear

I been tryna keep these **** from out the back door

I can't look at you the same, you left me hanging at my lowest

You can't sip no ace with me if we ain't never sip no moet

She say you that rapper, nah bitch I'm a poet

All this fucking ice, it look like I'm frozen

Momma's baby boy but she can't treat me like I'm Jody

Every time I step out got that blat I'm fully loaded

Go head tell me what it really is, don't tryna sugarcoat it

I come from nothing, you can't tell me how to boast it

Hop out with that fully cook a **** like a toaster

I be all in every city, riding black truck with a chauffeur

Bust down on my wrist, I could've bought a C300

Fuck designer I'm in gallery department all summer

Got this shit from out the gutter, I should go ice out a plunger

They know all my shit be hitting, they know I be dropping thunder

I'm hearing whispers in my ear

I been tryna keep these **** from out the back door

I can't look at you the same, you left me hanging at my lowest

You can't sip no ace with me if we ain't never sip no moet

She say you that rapper, nah bitch I'm a poet

All this fucking ice, it look like I'm frozen

Momma's baby boy but she can't treat me like I'm Jody

Every time I step out got that blat I'm fully loaded

Written by: Tommy Guns

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