6locc6a6y

6locc 6a6y (Explicit) - Lil Loaded

Lyrics by：Dashawn Robertson/Tom Brammer

Composed by：Dashawn Robertson/Tom Brammer

Tommy franco make it bang though

Bang though bang though

Ayy

Ayy ayy b***h

Ayy ayy ayy

Catch me on the block block baby block baby what

Catch me on the block block baby uh b***h

Thirty-two shot glock baby glock baby what

Thirty-two shot glock baby uh glock baby

Catch me on the block block baby block baby what

Catch me on the block block baby uh b***h

Thirty-two shot glock baby glock baby what

Thirty-two shot glock baby ayy glock baby

Bad a*s kids we was racin' with the streetlight what

Brand new 'fit got a glock with the g nikes skrrt

Fresh white tee with a creased pair of levis

Real a*s crip I'll never ever be slime hell nah

Fake a*s b***h she'll never ever be mine never that

Cut a ho off we don't love these felines no cap

No conversation he ain't got a stick what

If this get 'scalated I'ma shoot mine quick baow

Big four-five push through a n***a s**t push it back

Focused on the money we ain't beefin'

'Bout a b***h hell nah hell nah

I'm a block baby with a six what

I'm a cheat code n***a I'm a glitch no cap

Throw me in the game and I'm bound to get rich

N***as turned ho said why them n***a switch why

So many times a n***a could've been a lick no cap

I'ma wet a n***a up leave his whole body drenched yeah

Catch me on the block block baby block baby what

Catch me on the block block baby uh b***h

Thirty-two shot glock baby glock baby what

Thirty-two shot glock baby uh glock baby

Catch me on the block block baby block baby what

Catch me on the block block baby uh b***h

Thirty-two shot glock baby glock baby what

Thirty-two shot glock baby glock baby

Walk in the party I just bought a stick what

Got a new glock to go with my new 'fit new 'fit

N***as keep talking I'm shooting this s**t baow baow

F**k a post up my n***a comin' right quick no cap

My n***as gon' jam a j special quick j special

N***a keep talking we come with them glicks what

Roll roll roll roll down the street ooh

Got me a chop and a 223 ooh

Fn's coming they blowin' his feet

No blowin' his head 'cause

I'm aimin' for teeth no cap

N***a what's up I'm gon' aim for the cheeks yeah

Ooh big smoke ayy

Big d**e smoke and I got it in the back

Brother told me go get me a rack go get it

So I went and got a pack

And I made it right back

Had to make this s**t double

'Cause I got it like that what