paroles de chanson Reload - Binky , Trabajarie

Coupe quater mili my duffel was fendi, Off of the act taking trips 1 of many
Im on the block wit a glock and a semi I ran in that house for a breakfast at Dennys
She wanna fuck when she off of the henny, bitch get no money she counting up pennies
Can't fuck wit broke bitches can't trust a hoe i was riding in Bentley trucks when she got sold
Got me some cash moving bricks by the O, That make her pussy wet gimmie a show
Freaky nasty know this bih goin low, Serving this gas at the texaco when i slide out i keep hella poles
All my niggas got extensions woah, Let me pull up on yo block and we air shit out ain't no reload

No reload, ain't no reload, These young niggas hoes, Coming in wit the stick, gotta fucking 30 clip
On yo block, running through yo spot, fuck 12 fuck the cops

I was raised on the block and it's still fuck the cops, I was running from 12 cause it's opps at the spot
So i ran to my momma house, Scared like a haunted house
All these niggas rats telling shit like they mickey mouse
I been having racks on go, Fucking all these bitches she a digger for the gold
And im luhk Zay wit the scope ran inside that house i aint have to reload
Gotta make sure all of it's sold pulling off aston Martin wit the show
And i drop the top in the coupe 150 thousand and im losing all my roofs
Sending all these shots cause these niggas wanna pop shit, opps shit
Nigga wanna bet that i gotchu, Hunnid round drum and it spray like a chop stick, Mop stick
Nigga hopping out of the cock pit, 2 bad freaks and they bout to do sum thotting, Plotting
Running up a check you forgotten, ain't about the money then we can't do no talking, Stalking
Blue faces white chalking

No reload, ain't no reload, These young niggas hoes, Coming in wit the stick, gotta fucking 30 clip
On yo block, running through yo spot, fuck 12 fuck the cops