Quality Control, Gucci Mane, Lil Baby, Marlo - The Load lyrics
Gucci Mane [Radric Delantic Davis] Bessemer, Alabama, U.S. 🇺🇸
Lil Baby [Dominique Armani Jones] 4PF [Atlanta, Georgia, U.S.] 🇺🇸
Rudolph Johnson
[Quality Control, Gucci Mane, Lil Baby, Marlo - The Load lyrics]
Honorable CNOTE wop
Well my day startin' crazy
My pack ain't fuckin' make it
The feds investigating
Some of my niggas turned fugazi
I keep gunners with me lately
They might gun you down for nathin'
El Gato is my code name
Don't ever call me Radric
Crystal coke and crystal meth
So icy entertainment
I'm gangster but I'm famous
Bitch I'm armed and I'm dangerous
Diamonds on me blinkin' mane
Fuck what niggas thinkin' mane
Guwop gon' keep gettin' it mane
Long as they keep printin' it mane
Play with me, regret it
This ain't that synthetic
Y'all boys too pathetic
You don't got it then go get it
Cartel, I'm connected el Gato, respect it
Two Asian plugs with hella drugs
Call them Redman and Method
When the load gettin' closer
Hope they don't pull him over
I know my bows over
Sack 'em up and keep the over
Dope weighing over
Please don't weigh it over
It's losing water rapidly
I whipped it up with soda
Count the money over
And feed the junky sober
Splash the water on it when
I lean the pot over
Zone 6 soldier, take your hood over
High grade, upscale, top notch yola
Fuck the police, that's the code we honor
Your bitch on my drip, I poured it on her
Diamonds on fleek, I'm cold, pneumonia
Me and Wop sitting at the top
Millionaires out the cell block
I ain't never gotta sell blocks
When I get bored I buy a new watch
Went to the lot and bought my bitch a drop
Now I'm on fire, I burn a nigga
They ain't gave me shit, I earned it nigga
Me and Marlo really gettin' them loads
Ask the streets, everybody know
Spend my show money on clothes
Trap stay bunking, we don't close
Runnin' with slime, they'll wipe your nose
I'm from the gutter, throwing up fours
I'm back on my shit, I'm dripping waterfall
Did a bid, came back, then I brushed it off
Shooters, they gon' shoot on my command
Pop a nigga noggin like a xan
All I ever needed was a chance
Now I got a whole lot of bands
Now I got a whole lot of fans
Tucking my strap in at my shows
Double Rollies, want a white one, a gold
Never stopping and I'm always on go
In the back of the back
I got the curtains closed
Trap spot, tryna get off the load
I'm like Luda, I been slanging them bows
When the load gettin' closer
Hope they don't pull him over
I know my bows over
Sack 'em up and keep the over
Dope weighing over
Please don't weigh it over
It's losing water rapidly
I whipped it up with soda
Count the money over
And feed the junky sober
Splash the water on it when
I lean the pot over
Zone 6 soldier, take your hood over
High grade, upscale, top notch yola
I been having a real crazy day
But them packs man I'm gettin' paid
Got G8 on the cell floor
He done poked a nigga with a switchblade
I done stayed down with my own
Nigga I done came up with my own way
Zone 1 rebel, got more pistols than an arcade
And Marlo is my real name
Don't ever call me rude act a fool
And I been a damn gangster with them tools
Young nigga make the rules, break the rules
I been a gangster, I make the news
Do script and pack with Lil Baby food
Goose say we're goin' real crazy, ooh
And the load gettin' real real closer
And I hope the dope just
Came up out the water
And I put that fish scale in that water
Make it double up and get real real harder
And if it go real real farther, yeah
When the load gettin' closer
Hope they don't pull him over
I know my bows over
Sack 'em up and keep the over
Dope weighing over
Please don't weigh it over
It's losing water rapidly
I whipped it up with soda
Count the money over
And feed the junky sober
Splash the water on it when
I lean the pot over
Zone 6 soldier, take your hood over
High grade, upscale, top notch yola
Well my day startin' crazy
My pack ain't fuckin' make it
The feds investigating
Some of my niggas turned fugazi
I keep gunners with me lately
They might gun you down for nathin'
El Gato is my code name
Don't ever call me Radric
Crystal coke and crystal meth
So icy entertainment
I'm gangster but I'm famous
Bitch I'm armed and I'm dangerous
Diamonds on me blinkin' mane
Fuck what niggas thinkin' mane
Guwop gon' keep gettin' it mane
Long as they keep printin' it mane
Play with me, regret it
This ain't that synthetic
Y'all boys too pathetic
You don't got it then go get it
Cartel, I'm connected el Gato, respect it
Two Asian plugs with hella drugs
Call them Redman and Method
When the load gettin' closer
Hope they don't pull him over
I know my bows over
Sack 'em up and keep the over
Dope weighing over
Please don't weigh it over
It's losing water rapidly
I whipped it up with soda
Count the money over
And feed the junky sober
Splash the water on it when
I lean the pot over
Zone 6 soldier, take your hood over
High grade, upscale, top notch yola
Fuck the police, that's the code we honor
Your bitch on my drip, I poured it on her
Diamonds on fleek, I'm cold, pneumonia
Me and Wop sitting at the top
Millionaires out the cell block
I ain't never gotta sell blocks
When I get bored I buy a new watch
Went to the lot and bought my bitch a drop
Now I'm on fire, I burn a nigga
They ain't gave me shit, I earned it nigga
Me and Marlo really gettin' them loads
Ask the streets, everybody know
Spend my show money on clothes
Trap stay bunking, we don't close
Runnin' with slime, they'll wipe your nose
I'm from the gutter, throwing up fours
I'm back on my shit, I'm dripping waterfall
Did a bid, came back, then I brushed it off
Shooters, they gon' shoot on my command
Pop a nigga noggin like a xan
All I ever needed was a chance
Now I got a whole lot of bands
Now I got a whole lot of fans
Tucking my strap in at my shows
Double Rollies, want a white one, a gold
Never stopping and I'm always on go
In the back of the back
I got the curtains closed
Trap spot, tryna get off the load
I'm like Luda, I been slanging them bows
When the load gettin' closer
Hope they don't pull him over
I know my bows over
Sack 'em up and keep the over
Dope weighing over
Please don't weigh it over
It's losing water rapidly
I whipped it up with soda
Count the money over
And feed the junky sober
Splash the water on it when
I lean the pot over
Zone 6 soldier, take your hood over
High grade, upscale, top notch yola
I been having a real crazy day
But them packs man I'm gettin' paid
Got G8 on the cell floor
He done poked a nigga with a switchblade
I done stayed down with my own
Nigga I done came up with my own way
Zone 1 rebel, got more pistols than an arcade
And Marlo is my real name
Don't ever call me rude act a fool
And I been a damn gangster with them tools
Young nigga make the rules, break the rules
I been a gangster, I make the news
Do script and pack with Lil Baby food
Goose say we're goin' real crazy, ooh
And the load gettin' real real closer
And I hope the dope just
Came up out the water
And I put that fish scale in that water
Make it double up and get real real harder
And if it go real real farther, yeah
When the load gettin' closer
Hope they don't pull him over
I know my bows over
Sack 'em up and keep the over
Dope weighing over
Please don't weigh it over
It's losing water rapidly
I whipped it up with soda
Count the money over
And feed the junky sober
Splash the water on it when
I lean the pot over
Zone 6 soldier, take your hood over
High grade, upscale, top notch yola