Loaded Diper

[Intro]

(Woo, woo)

Hol' on (Hol' on)

[Verse 1]

I been on pills, still, might go on a drill, still

I don't do Hell Percs, I need the real feel (Real)

Turn that boy to merch, they save the case, still

Price went up on pints, but I'm on the drank, still

He get clocked, now he out of his body

I get geeked, this ain't regular Molly (Yeah)

He my twin, so he always beside me (Slatt)

Put that flame in his face like Hibachi (Say what?)

I ring bells, like Polar Express (What else?)

I drop shells, got momma upset (What else?)

They from Hell, they say that I'm next

I get money, then look how I dress

[Chorus]

Loaded Diper, hop out the van

Loaded Diper, hop out the van

Loaded Diper, I'm posted up with loaded snipers (Hop out)

We got loaded rifles, yeah

Get too close, might snipe you (Bang)

All black Chrome like bikers

[Verse 2]

That shit'll be gone by the morning, I got a lot of that portion

Blazers with me, Portland

Made that boy pay, extortion

We some real ragers, shawty, that's why my bass is distorted

I got real cases, shawty, if I see 12, I floor it

I did a body, that boy see a body and start tweakin'

Prescription my problems, I geek it for the weekend

Draco Metro Boomin, the bih' start beatin'

He's started dissin', I made a call, now he gon' delete it

(Hol' on, fuck what you said)

[Chorus]

Loaded Diper, hop out the van

Loaded Diper, hop out the van

Loaded Diper, I'm posted up with loaded snipers (Hop out)

We got loaded rifles, yeah

Get too close, might snipe you (Bang)

All black Chrome like bikers, mm-hmm