Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
ThaKidTj
Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
ThaKidTj
Songwriter:in
Tay Foolish
Songwriter:in
Z0
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Ju2Playa!
Produzent:in
Loaded
Produzent:in
Hittah
Produzent:in
Lyrics
[Loaded What Up]
[Whats up with it the Ju]
Uh uh uh uh uh uh uh
Uh uh uh uh uh uh uh
Ye
I'm on a mission ain't gone stop until my diamonds glisten
Cut my grass cause them snakes they was hissing
Ain't got no time for them **** that's dissing ye
Run up a bag in a minute secure the sack now I'm winning
All I love money cars and them women jumped deep in water
Almost drowned now I'm swimming ye
(Now I'm floating)
You know that chopper Pursuing you
Aim it at you and your crew too
They be like"look at ThaKid that boy going up"
You know he done grew too
He pocket watching tell that boy to stop it
You know that the money be blue too
The last song copped a Bezel
I'm on a whole nother level
Bro up the fye and he aim it at your belly
I know some **** so solid ain't no telling
**** ain't crossing me do em like I'm Melly
(Like I'm Melly)
It's just me and the bros we straight from the 9
Call up the gang cause I know they sliding
And boy you gone die you play with one of mine
My pockets they crip but I be with them slimes
They was dissing on bro so we put them in line
He be f**** them f**** **** b****
He be breaking they spines
And them young **** coming through blitzing
You can call them D Line
If I up with this blick I ain't missing
Better believe that you dying
When it come to the money we having
They said I was "broke" lil b*** I got plenty racks
And I heard they was dissing on Foolie
I made one call lil boy I'm a super slatt
And I'm straight out of Wadley GA
You can't come to the track
If you know you ain't getting back
Had to call up my lil brother Tj
We texting them hoes your bitch yea we smashing that
Do em like I'm melly sitting in the trap counting up the fetty
Met a bad bit and her name was Betty
Smoking good gas I ain't doing no selling
How you still dissing and you never spinning
How you got a gun and you still snitching
Going up with gang with the gang and we counting millions
Going up with my team cause they been the realist
I ain't doing no switching we just handle business
If you keep dissing boy your ass gone get it
Keep dissing we send shots to his fitted
Walk down on that **** then I hit the griddy
You know it get wicked we drive through your city
We upping that fye and then shoot expeditiously
Leave his mama crying he should never diss me
Get turnt to some history
Roll that **** up and smoke him so swiftly
Uh uh uh uh uh uh uh
Ye
I'm on a mission ain't gone stop until my diamonds glisten
Cut my grass cause them snakes they was hissing
Ain't got no time for them **** that's dissing ye
Run up a bag in a minute secure the sack now I'm winning
All I love money cars and them women jumped deep in water
Almost drowned now I'm swimming ye
(Now I'm floating)
You know that chopper Pursuing you
Aim it at you and your crew too
They be like"look at ThaKid that boy going up"
You know he done grew too
He pocket watching tell that boy to stop it
You know that the money be blue too
The last song copped a Bezel
I'm on a whole nother level
Bro up the fye and he aim it at your belly
I know some **** so solid ain't no telling
**** ain't crossing me do em like I'm Melly
(Like I'm Melly)
Written by: Tay Foolish, ThaKidTj, Z0