Load It (Original)

Lyrics

[Intro: Rah Swish] Haha, haha, haha Load it (Up it, load it) Beat by Yamaica Productions, baby Up it (Load it, up it, load it) [Chorus: Rah Swish] Load it, up it (Baow) I'm off a pilly, I'm bussin' (I'm bussin') I spot 'em (Spot 'em), fuck it (Fuck it) We shoot whoever he come wit' (Brrt) I'm not the nigga to fuck with (No) I make that bitch feel disgusted (Neck) Smokin' exotic mustard (What?) If you promote violence, I love it (I love it) Load it (Load it), up it (Baow) I'm off a pilly, I'm bussin' (I'm bussin') I spot 'em, fuck it (Fuck it) We shoot whoever he come wit' (Blrrt) I'm not the nigga to fuck with (No) I make that bitch feel disgusted Smokin' exotic mustard (What?) If you promote violence, I love it (I love it) [Verse 1: Rah Swish] I ain't get no sleep I'm schemin' (I'm up) Tell 12, "Relax, I'm speedin'" (Skrrt) Three shots, he barely breathin' (Baow) Band-aids, can't stop the bleedin' (No) Rah Swish, that's a big Woo (Woo) Opp treeshas tryna meet him (What?) You playin' finders keepers Until you find her cheatin' Look, I got your main jawn, tryna brainstorm, she like which Woo she want most (Woo) She fell in love wit' foreign cars, said she never seen money up close (Ha) Hope you ain't tryna cuff, that's a dub, girl, once I get it then I'm goin' ghost You tryna switch up, 'cause the season changed, all summer you was drivin' boats (Treesha) Ain't shit changed, yeah it's gettin' cold Don't make me shoot a nigga through the coat (Blrrt, baow, baow, baow) If it ain't first block wit the apes, then I'm wit' SP on the zoe Always on sleez' time, call up big B's, you know everything still dope Free my young shooter, he would still be here if the Zanotti nigga never told (Hahahaha) [Chorus: Rah Swish] Load it, up it (Baow) I'm off a pilly, I'm bussin' (I'm bussin') I spot 'em (Spot 'em), fuck it (Fuck it) We shoot whoever he come wit' (Blrrt) I'm not the nigga to fuck with (No) I make that bitch feel disgusted (Neck) Smokin' exotic mustard (What?) If you promote violence, I love it (I love it) Load it (Load it), up it (Baow) I'm off a pilly, I'm bussin' (I'm bussin') I spot 'em, fuck it (Fuck it) We shoot whoever he come wit' (Blrrt) I'm not the nigga to fuck with (No) I make that bitch feel disgusted Smokin' exotic mustard (What?) If you promote violence, I love it (I love it) [Verse 2: Pop Smoke] Look, I got fifty-two shots in this Glock Put a inferred on a opp, if he let off Trey Suvy, hold the chop Yellow tape when it pop, knock his head off Load up the chop, it go dumb Niggas see me and they run Silencer up on the gun Niggas that shoot you for nothin' Trey Suvy, boy playin' wit' the toolie I bet he make a movie, woo, woo Pop dripped up in Louis Couple hundred in some jewelry Spent fifty-five on her booty Touch her ass, a nigga shootin' [Chorus: Rah Swish] Load it, up it (Baow) I'm off a pilly, I'm bussin' (I'm bussin') I spot 'em (Spot 'em), fuck it (Fuck it) We shoot whoever he come wit' (Blrrt) I'm not the nigga to fuck with (No) I make that bitch feel disgusted (Disgusting) Smokin' exotic mustard (What?) If you promote violence, I love it (I love it) Load it (Load it), up it (Baow) I'm off a pilly, I'm bussin' (I'm bussin') I spot 'em, fuck it (Fuck it) We shoot whoever he come wit' (Blrrt) I'm not the nigga to fuck with (No) I make that bitch feel disgusted Smokin' exotic mustard (What?) If you promote violence, I love it (I love it)