paroles de chanson Oh No Reloaded - Trae
[Hook]
Oh
no,
there
go
them
Texas
boys
swanging
in
a
fo'
do'
Top
still
of
the
drop,
but
I
moved
to
24's
Think
of
taking
my
slab,
haters
I
don't
think
so
Cause
if
you
run
up
on
me,
I'll
be
forced
to
let
go
Doing
it
like
a
G,
and
that's
all
that
I'ma
show
My
trunk
done
popped
up,
and
I
suicided
my
do's
These
haters
be
in
my
mix,
and
these
boppers
still
on
my
dick
When
I'm
coming,
around
they
corner
[Paul
Wall]
I'm
from
the
City
of
Syrup,
and
the
land
of
the
fry
Where
boys
water
out
they
brain,
and
make
they
confidence
rise
When
I
wake
up
in
the
morning,
and
the
sun
in
the
sky
Another
day
another
chance,
to
get
my
piece
of
the
pie
But
robbing
season
come
around,
whenever
the
drought
kick
in
It's
guaranteed
they
coming
for
me,
but
I
don't
know
when
I
gotta
stay
up
on
my
note,
or
I'm
paying
a
cost
Get
caught
slipping
in
the
turning
lane,
I'm
taking
a
loss
Boys
be
plotting
on
my
riches,
trying
to
get
what
I
got
But
if
you
run
up
on
me
at
the
light,
you
gon
get
shot
You
gotta
watch
out
for
these
females,
cause
they
out
there
too
You
think
they
flirting
with
you,
but
you
really
ain't
got
a
clue
Cause
boys
be
stunting
in
the
parking
lot,
thinking
they
cool
But
when
they
make
out
the
police
report,
they
feel
like
a
fool
It's
Paul
Wall
I'm
in
this,
for
counting
stacks
Evading
the
car
jack,
but
Trae
got
my
back
so
haters
back-back
[Hook]
[Trae]
In
a
4-4
I
still
be
swanging
in
a
drop,
trying
to
miss
these
haters
24/7
like
I'm
a
G,
that
for
cheddar
after
my
paper
Boppers
riding
me
on
the
daily,
like
I'm
unable
to
peep
out
they
law
Try
to
take
me
up
out
of
my
slab,
and
watch
how
fast
I
clear
the
block
out
Diamonds
all
in
my
grill,
I
hit
the
lot
and
my
slab
topless
And
I'm
something
like
a
profit,
when
they
see
the
24's
moving
stopless
Turning
heads
on
a
daily
basis,
with
a
trunk
that'll
beat
your
back
If
you
want
it
come
get
it,
hollow
tips
and
my
clip
ain't
having
that
Paul
Wall
what
they
talking
bout,
I've
been
ready
for
them
hating
jackers
They
got
Trae
wrong,
I'ma
show
em
the
definition
of
a
busting
backer
They've
been
waiting
to
catch
me
slipping,
they
tripping
I'm
from
the
gutter
With
a
semi-automatic,
make
joning
be
making
em
stutter
In
Houston
we
bout
that
drama,
where
roaches
be
on
the
creep
Everything
we
ride
on
be
chrome,
with
at
least
20
inches
of
feet
Oh
no,
there
go
them
boys
and
they
pulling
out
in
that
line
With
a
nine
strapped
to
they
spine,
for
whatever
be
going
down
[Hook]
[Trae]
I'm
trying
to
shine,
everyday
on
the
grind
I'm
feeling
like
it's
my
time,
since
haters
be
out
of
line
It's
time
to
reload,
and
put
it
all
in
they
face
For
hopping
out
of
they
place,
gorillas
never
been
safe
When
they
bout
to
explode,
everyday
on
the
grind
I'm
feeling
like
it's
my
time,
since
haters
be
out
of
line
It's
time
to
relooooad,
it's
time
to
relooooad
[Hook]
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