Loadout lyrics

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Hardrock



[Chorus]
I'm boutta bring out the loadout
She let me know how low down
b*tch i run this whole town
Run up you get gunned down
Been out here just coolin', been out here just doing thangs
I come with that hellcat, [?] start seeing thangs
Oh no i'm not slacking, b*tch im out here running game
I just wanna stack it, n*gga honestly f*ck the fame
I finalize my projections, real thick and white b*tch goddamn Alexis Texas
Whippin' on that perc, goddamn i'm bout to wreck this
And i put that sh*t on, the stylist cannot check this
And i put that b*tch on, got these clothes from Hong Kong
b*tch i'm eating sushi, I'm eating Filet Mignon
Put em' in a pot boy, Cook em up like Filet Mignon
My b*tch try Sheneneh, I'm fly as hell just like a swan

[Chorus]
I'm boutta bring out the loadout
She let me know how low down
b*tch i run this whole town
Run up you get gunned down
Been out here just coolin', been out here just doing thangs
I come with that hellcat, [?] start seeing thangs
Oh no i'm not slacking, b*tch i'm out here running game
I just wanna stack it, n*gga honestly f*ck the fame
I finalize my projections, (Jections)
Real thick and white b*tch goddamn Alexis Texas (Damn)
Whippin' on that perc, goddamn i'm bout to wreck this (Yuhhh)
And i put that sh*t on, the stylist cannot check this (b*tch)
And i put that b*tch on, got these clothes from Hong Kong
b*tch i'm eating sushi, I'm eating Filet Mignon
Put em' in a pot boy, Cook em up like Filet Mignon
My b*tch try Sheneneh, I'm fly as hell just like a swan
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