Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Lil Loaded
Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Dashawn Robertson
Komponist:in
Gunnlaugur Orri Sumarlidason
Komponist:in
Stefán Vilhelmsson
Komponist:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
VGBeatz
Produzent:in
Stebbz
Produzent:in
Randy "Ghost" Joseph
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Eddie Hernandez
Mischtechniker:in
Chris Athens
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Lyrics
Stebbz
Damn, VG, you made this?
Steppin', huh, ayy, oh
That glizzy 'round me every time I step
I step, step, ayy
That glizzy 'round me every time I step
Real **** 'round me every time I step
Show 'em I'm 'bout it every time I step
We climbin' mountains every time we step
Ayy, bad **** crowd me every time I step
That beat come poundin' every time I step
Trenches surround me every time I step
The gang behind me every time I step, oh
You really 'bout it, come and show me
Told the judge that she could blow me
**** a nine, I need a forty, but that 19 left him hole-y
My clip longer than yours
I'ma shoot it, I promise
His **** got trained like she Thomas
I just keep workin' and grindin'
I'm still a smack, I ain't hidin'
The opps know where they could find me
'Cause I'ma smack, I ain't duckin' ****
Loaded, he be runnin' ****
6locc 6a6y, he don't run from ****
You solid, then you **** with this
I'm goin' straight ape, I'm stompin' on his face
Never speak on my bro case
Fill his place when he away (I look)
I'm ready to score, I'm ready for war, I'm ready to rock out
If you talkin' smoke, you talkin' beef, we pullin' mops out
You think I'm down, you think I'm lackin', ****, I pull that Glock out
Forty bullets get to blazin', he don't wanna talk now
I use four flows in one verse, now that's some type of talent (I'm talented)
Get to shooting like I'm Kobe, they know Loaded never passin'
Thought that rap **** was gon' change me, but the shooting still my passion
That glizzy 'round me every time I step
Real **** 'round me every time I step
Show 'em I'm 'bout it every time I step
We climbin' mountains every time we step
Ayy, bad **** crowd me every time I step
That beat come poundin' every time I step
Trenches surround me every time I step
The gang behind me every time I step, oh
I got the gang when I be steppin'
Neighborhood what I be reppin'
Hella places where I'm catchin' how I grind for you
Ain't got time for no affection, I made time for you
Right to the side for you, I just can't lie to you
Why this rap **** got me feelin' like a boat?
Too much money, I won't float
Burn 'em all like Jon Rose
Pound it out, man, that **** coast
Pound it out, yeah, that **** coast
Ayy, my city ain't believe in me, now they all go support
Keep the fake **** out, so I had to build a fort
And if they think they'll come around, then I'ma whack them boys with force
Ayy, you nice, might be homies, had to tell him, "Pass the torch" (Like, "Here")
They like, "****, this is your time to shine"
I won't do no hatin', no, I'm proud of mine
Send that boy to Heaven, he get outta line (Oh, no)
They know that I'm a demon, blow 'em down 'bout mine
Don't speak on Nino name, slang that iron 'bout mine
That glizzy 'round me every time I step
Real **** 'round me every time I step
Show 'em I'm 'bout it every time I step
We climbin' mountains every time we step
Oh, no, yeah-yeah
Written by: Dashawn Robertson, Gunnlaugur Orri Sumarlidason, Stefán Vilhelmsson