Urus lyrics

[Intro: LLOADED]
Doon-doon-doon
Know what I'm sayin', nah, nah, nah, lil' LLOADED doing other sh*t, look, like, I said-
Ayy, I go
Boom-Boom-Boom (Boom-Boom-Boom)
Know what I'm sayin', ayy, look, uh (Let's do it)

[Chorus: LLOADED]
I watched a n*gga rat, then hide his tail, boy yo' ass ratatouille
I hit this opp n*gga baby mama when he got locked up, she got a big ol' booty
Hit a n*gga DM like "Where you at? Let's go get into it" (Let's go get into it)
Pop up on a n*gga just like his PO, try to see what he doing
Stay out my business bih', don't worry 'bout who I'm screwing (Boom-Boom-Boom)
I don't think that boy tryna drop his nuts, he ain't tryna do it
I'm wit' the 5, set up a lick let's take him down, I need that bank
n*ggas be talm'bout what they gon' do, y'all ain't doing sh*t, y'all n*ggas saints

[Verse 1: LLOADED]
This on my mama, they send him down the road, his dumbass gon' get shanked
He feel that blade his ass gon' turn to Rod Wave singing bout' that pain
Free my savages, I make sure I put money on they books
Don't comе 'round me flexin' that Cartier, I promisе that sh*t took
Opp be actin' rich but whole time she work at KFC
You cuffin' her?
She sucked my potna up right behind that Krispy Kreme, n*gga
[Bridge: LLOADED & L5]
Nah, for real though (Bdoww, the young n*gga got caught dissin')
Whole lotta 5 sh*t, whole lotta field sh*t, man (We slide on his- huh, what?)
Y'all n*ggas know what's goin' on (Yeah, L5, doon-doon-doon)

[Verse 2: L5]
The young n*gga got caught dissin' (What?)
Slide on his block, hit his city (Bdoww)
b*tch, I bang that 5, you speak on 5, we turn yo name to digits (Huh?)
Bad b*tch sl*t me out, put me to sleep, then I lay on her titties (What?)
On 5 I'm down to ride, I don't ask no questions, I'm just gon' swing that glizzy
Pull up, blaow-blaow, lil' b*tch, that stick-ey (Woah)
Balenci' drippin', yeah, this sh*t gettin' sticky (Huh?)
He act like he 'bout it, say what? Oh really?
3B5, he beggin' for kidney (That n*gga dead)
It was just three of us, we had six Glocks, and [?] (Nah, nah)
Swerve out on his block, [?] but we was in 2 door hemi
Haha, b*tch (Huh, don't run, come here, where you goin'? Man, n*gga, sit the f*ck down, n*gga)
[?], boy, you ain't like that, L5 never been no b*tch (L5)
Wit' Lil' Money, he pop his Glock, you DOA, can't catch no stick (Bdoww, bdoww, bdoww, bdoww, bdoww)
Popping for the 'Gram, he make sure I was scrapping [?] for that stick

[Chorus: LLOADED]
I watched this n*gga rat, then hide his tail, boy yo ass ratatouille
I hit this opp n*gga baby mama when he got locked up, she got a big ol' booty
Hit a n*gga DM like "Where you at? Let's go get into it" (Let's go get into it)
Pop up on a n*gga just like his PO, try to see what he doing
Stay out my business b*tch, don't worry 'bout who I'm screwing (Doon-doon-doon)
I don't think that boy tryna drop his nuts, he ain't tryna do it (Boom-boom-boom)
I'm wit' the 5, set up a lick let's take him down, I need that bank
n*ggas be talm'bout what they gon' do, y'all ain't doing sh*t, y'all n*ggas saints