FULLY LOADED lyrics

[Intro]
(Trademark!)
(Woo)

[Verse 1]
I got a problem, I'm geeked and I'm flexin'
Like, she pray to God like a n*gga a blessin' (Woo)
I'm geeked, and I'm loaded, just leave me a message
I can't pull up on you, no, b*tch, I'm a legend
No, b*tch, not allegedly, this sh*t official
Your b*tch pull up on me, blow di*k like a whistle
No, boy, you not him 'cause yo' swag not original (Not original)
Balenciaga my sweatsuit, I'm doggin' it
But I ain't joggin', no, I'm in the Sprinter now
XXL, big as hell, I'm a winner now
Flight after flight, at the steakhouse for dinner now
"Oh, what's your name? I forgot," can't remember now
Took a good b*tch to the hood, she a sinner now
X2 gon' skrrt when I'm skippin', I'm dippin' out
XCX, Charli, she fancy like Iggy now
Pull out the Phantom, this ho get to flippin' out
Business is business, your ho want a minute now
I'm in the Hollywood hills with my n*ggas now
She hit my phone like, "DC, how you livin' now?"

[Chorus]
Like, I'm fully loaded, I'm fully loaded (Yeah)
I'm fully loaded, I'm fully loaded (Yeah)
Can't be my b*tch, now she sayin' I'm bogus now
Dead presidents all around me, I'm loaded now
I'm fully loaded, I'm fully loaded
I'm fully loaded, I'm fully loaded
Smokin' OG, n*ggas smell like a Lotus now
She give me fire-ass brain, she a motor-mouth
I'm fully loaded, I'm fully loaded (Woo)
I'm fully loaded, I'm fully loaded
I'm fully loaded, I'm fully loaded (Woo)
I'm fully loaded, I'm fully loaded
[Verse 2]
I'm in Melbourne, overseas, sh*t in order now (Yeah)
Rip out the top, now I feel like I'm floatin' out (Yeah)
I need my fire when I walk out escorted now (Yeah)
Stomp on the pedal, this b*tch get to roarin' out
This b*tch call me Daddy, I know she got issues, uh (Woo)
Pull out her phone, takin' pictures
I cover my face up, lil' shawty, don't mention me, ayy (Woo)
Don't drop the lo', I got enemies (Woo)
I don't know why, but these n*ggas, they envy me, ayy
I dog this b*tch to infinity (Woah)
I put my side ho in Coco and Tiffany, ayy (Woah)
I met a b*tch in Waikiki named Tiffany (Woah)
She bought a flight to L.A. to come visit me (Woah)
I don't know how this lil' ho still remember me (Woah)
I f*cked her friend, now she sayin' she missin' me (Woah)
Take out my phone, I can't see what you sendin' me
I'm out of storage, your ho keep on hittin' me
Come get your man, why the f*ck he so pressed? (Woah)
I can make you a widow like John F. Kennedy
Yeah, fashion on fashion, I pull up all kinda late (Woo)
I got a Latina ho, she like, "Ándale"
¿Cómo se dice, "Lil' ho, shut the f*ck up"? (Woo)
You just for the night, I can treat you all kinda ways
Uno, dos, tres, all this guap, keep it on the way
b*tch, get undressed, give me top, then I'm on the way (Yeah)
I got a X on my chest, the Wakanda way (Yeah, yeah)
Ricky, Raf Simons, my jeans the designer way
[Chorus]
Like, I'm fully loaded, I'm fully loaded (Yeah)
I'm fully loaded, I'm fully loaded (Yeah)
Can't be my b*tch, now she sayin' I'm bogus now (Yeah, yeah)
Dead presidents all around me, I'm loaded now (Yeah)
I'm fully loaded, I'm fully loaded (Yeah)
I'm fully loaded, I'm fully loaded (Yeah)
Smokin' OG, n*ggas smell like a lotus now (Yeah)
She give me fire-ass brain, she a motor-mouth (Yeah, yeah)
I'm fully loaded, I'm fully loaded (Woo)
I'm fully loaded, I'm fully loaded
I'm fully loaded, I'm fully loaded (Woo)
I'm fully loaded, I'm fully loaded (Loaded)