Too Reloaded lyrics

[Intro: Mookie Reloaded]
(Teeda Beats)
Uh, uh, uh, Reloaded, gang
(Turn me up a lil' more)

[Verse 1: Mookie Reloaded]
Got racks like a 'sino, now we too reloaded (Racks, racks)
We the young n*ggas that really got motion
We the young n*ggas got water like ocean (Water)
Shoot dice on the corner, play ho like controller (On gang)
We the young n*ggas that kicked down the door
And made n*ggas change over and switched up they flow
We still the same n*ggas do hits out a Rover
That beef sh*t ain't over, we hit sh*t for sure
We hit sh*t for real
Ain't no cap in my lyrics, don't speak on no drill (No cap)
All this icе on my back, I just should got a grill (Ice, ice)
Ain't sh*t 'bout me avеrage, reloaded for real
Graduated from trappin', I been in the field (Trap)
Burberry my jacket, Balenci' my heels (Balenci', n*gga)
I get dirt on my sh*t, I won't wear 'em again (Won't wear 'em again)
I took off with his b*tch, he ain't seen her again

[Verse 2: LilCJ Kasino]
n*gga try me, you know that we spinnin' a bend (Skrrt)
I be sippin' on Wock', I ain't drinkin' no gin (Wock-Wock)
Keep a Glock by my side, I don't care 'bout what gen
Keep a whole lot of shots out my clip, they extend
Do this sh*t off the top, ain't no pad or no pen (Off top)
n*gga play with that guap and get popped like a ten (Hrrt)
n*gga, we used to have them blocks stocked in the den (Ayy)
Better knock at my trap unless you tryna spend
We was sippin' on Wock' 'fore that sh*t was a trend (Swear)
We was kickin' in doors, tryna blow like the wind (Boom)
Beef with me, n*gga, you must not know how it ends
Hit a freak, and next week, I might be with her friend
Got the key to the streets, got a key I can serve
Put a switch on that glick, n*gga, we tryna purge (Switch)
Alexander McQueen, b*tch, I'm fly like a bird
Got shooters with me and they stay on alert (No cap)
[Vers 3: Mookie Reloaded]
Know the truth about Mookie, I came from the dirt
Gotta clock in my shooter, that boy go to work
Got a Glock and an Uzi, we slide in a vert
I be poppin' my sh*t, got some top from a b*tch
She get knocked off the list, she ain't like me at first
Need to pray for my sins, got a Glock in the church
Got forty-one P's in the trap like Durk
When we pull up on the scene, all the bad hoes twerk

[Verse 4: LilCJ Kasino]
Got a chopper so big, knock a n*gga off earth
Got on skinny jeans, but I don't know how to j*rk
Duckin' 12 'cause LilCJ a hotboy like Turk
Made a sale at the Shell, n*gga wanted some syrup
Make a deal, now we smokin' that n*gga like herb
Try to jugg, but you n*ggas offbeat just like Herb, ayy
I made that b*tch give me brain like a nerd
Off with his brain, now we claimin' your work
My gang, they untamed, n*gga better go circ'
Come reach for my chain and that chopper gon' burst
The last n*gga tried to come slide in a hearse
Don't worry 'bout LilCJ, been solid since birth
I'm pourin' up drank, that be quenchin' my thirst
Ain't pourin' up green, n*gga, only want purp'
If she ride with the P's, I'll buy her a purse
We be stashin' the blocks before SWAT try to search
[Outro: Mookie Reloaded]
Got racks like a 'sino, now we too reloaded (Racks, racks)
We the young n*ggas that really got motion
We the young n*ggas got water like ocean (Water)
Shoot dice on the corner, play ho like controller (On gang)
We the young n*ggas that kicked down the door
And made n*ggas change over and switched up they flow
We still the same n*ggas do hits out a Rover
That beef sh*t ain't over, we hit sh*t for sure
We hit sh*t for real
Ain't no cap in my lyrics, don't speak on no drill (No cap)
All this ice on my back, I just should got a grill (Ice, ice)
Ain't sh*t 'bout me average, reloaded for real (Reloaded)
Graduated from trappin', I been in the field (Trap)
Burberry my jacket, Balenci' my heels (Balenci', n*gga)
I get dirt on my sh*t, I won't wear 'em again (Won't wear 'em again)
I took off with his b*tch, he ain't seen her again (He ain't seen her again)