Letras
They ask what I got in my pockets
They know it's the glock and the loaf
I'm off a cup of that remy
Eat any beat
I won't leave crumb on the floor
Loaf is to hot like the core
Shoot a three get a foul
Now it's four
I been dogging
I'm balling
so hard on these niggas they won't even look at the score
Look in the sky
It's a bird it's a plane
Naw it's the mf loaf
Making it rain
Got me changing the weather
Hell yeah I got money to blow
Like a river just watch how I flow
These niggas can't fuck with the goat
They know what I'm yelling
Before I start rapping
Just know what I'm rapping is cold
My jewelry be having a dance battle
Everything on me is froze
I am In love with the money
Was prolly fifteen when I proposed
Just know when I pop out
I'm here for the hoes
My shades to dark
Can't see where to go
The way I keep stepping I'm ready to blow
Like I stepped on a Mf land mind
They say loaf be going so crazy
I think he out of his damn mind
Straight jackets
And a muzzle cuz the way he be spitting
A damn crime
Big dog with this rap shit
Ugh
You better get in the damn line
Flip any beat ima land mine
4Ls I be throwing them hand signs
I member Atlanta
A hundred artist
And i came out with the grand prize
That was 2020
I got 2020
Had a vision I won by a land slide
They really can't fuck with the kid
He cap a lot
I think he working at lids
Mr turn me up on the beat
These nîggas can't fuck with the kid