6LACK - Loaded Gun lyrics
6LACK [Ricardo Valdez Valentine Jr.] Atlanta, Georgia, U.S. 🇺🇸
[6LACK - Loaded Gun lyrics]
My fault, no
I got women calling my phone
Like I owe them somethin'
It's kinda my fault
I guess I showed them somethin' no shit
I treat my dick like it's a loaded gun
Point that shit away
These hoes gon' blow what comes
No disrespect when I say
If you love me better fuck me
Like you 'bout to lose your place
To the girl next door
And hell no, I don't want her
I'm just giving you incentive
Inspiration before I go on
These sold out tours
Got this pretty brown-brown
Watch her go wild
Found her confidence, so she a pro now
Your man a clone, quick, come down to zone 6
Treat you to hot wings like
It's some fancy shit hot lemon pepper whip
That mean it's wet as shit
Don't question what I earn
I put that on my wrist (wrist)
Wait until a nigga get home, listen
Nigga got the shit on
But I'm going for they spouses
I can pull 'em with the flip phone (brr)
Time, all I’m ever asking for is time
I just needed time to clear my mind
What I want is already mine
Needed a little time
All I’m ever asking for is time
I just needed time to clear my mind
What I want is already mine
I got people I don't know
Expecting something from me
Could let it throw me off but, man
It's nothin' to me
"More money, more problems, "
That ain't no lie, i swear
Say I'ma take a break
But that's the only lie I tell
We made it past ten-thousand hours
Lot of power
Now I'm fully loaded, fresh off Moreland Ave
Now I'm in my bag, ain't no cap
Eastside on my back, daughter on my back
She a Kirkwood baby, puttin'
In work little baby, uh
This is a message for y'all (y'all)
Making my way through the fall (fall)
Loaded, we came for it all (all)
You only came here to ball (ball)
Don't shit happen by chance over here
I pray to God and then I conquer my fears
Since then I done took care of my fam'
Took care of myself, took care of my health
And that ain't no 360, that's a 180
I got one baby
That's one lady I'ma answer to
She be the reason I'm righting
My wrongs and shit
Love is the reason I'm writing
These songs and shit
Yeah, yeah yeah, yeah
I got women calling my phone
Like I owe them somethin'
It's kinda my fault
I guess I showed them somethin' no shit
I treat my dick like it's a loaded gun
Point that shit away
These hoes gon' blow what comes
No disrespect when I say
If you love me better fuck me
Like you 'bout to lose your place
To the girl next door
And hell no, I don't want her
I'm just giving you incentive
Inspiration before I go on
These sold out tours
Got this pretty brown-brown
Watch her go wild
Found her confidence, so she a pro now
Your man a clone, quick, come down to zone 6
Treat you to hot wings like
It's some fancy shit hot lemon pepper whip
That mean it's wet as shit
Don't question what I earn
I put that on my wrist (wrist)
Wait until a nigga get home, listen
Nigga got the shit on
But I'm going for they spouses
I can pull 'em with the flip phone (brr)
Time, all I’m ever asking for is time
I just needed time to clear my mind
What I want is already mine
Needed a little time
All I’m ever asking for is time
I just needed time to clear my mind
What I want is already mine
I got people I don't know
Expecting something from me
Could let it throw me off but, man
It's nothin' to me
"More money, more problems, "
That ain't no lie, i swear
Say I'ma take a break
But that's the only lie I tell
We made it past ten-thousand hours
Lot of power
Now I'm fully loaded, fresh off Moreland Ave
Now I'm in my bag, ain't no cap
Eastside on my back, daughter on my back
She a Kirkwood baby, puttin'
In work little baby, uh
This is a message for y'all (y'all)
Making my way through the fall (fall)
Loaded, we came for it all (all)
You only came here to ball (ball)
Don't shit happen by chance over here
I pray to God and then I conquer my fears
Since then I done took care of my fam'
Took care of myself, took care of my health
And that ain't no 360, that's a 180
I got one baby
That's one lady I'ma answer to
She be the reason I'm righting
My wrongs and shit
Love is the reason I'm writing
These songs and shit
Yeah, yeah yeah, yeah