[Intro]

Yeah, Loaded, no cap, uh-huh, uh (Bang, Say Breezy, haha)

Uh, I like the new Rick's on like I'm Ross, yeah

You niggas broke as hell

(Brian produced this bitch and you know I ate this ho)

Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus]

I might throw these Rick's on like I'm Ross

Hell nah, I can't do no deals up on this drank, pay what it cost

And I know that I'm that nigga, this shit in me, ain't my fault

And this engine V8, hit the gas, get lost, hear the exhaust

[Verse 1]

And she lick me like I'm Weezy and I put on like I'm Jeezy

Syrup in my double cup, two million up, I feel like Peezy

If you ain't catch me on camera, then I wonder like I'm Stevie

I'll fry him like some oil, do him dirty, leave him greasy

Ayy, keep a K like Kroger, masked up like it's October

She catch nuts, somethin' like a squirrel, eat my white shit like it's yogurt

You go low, I'm goin' lower, we just fucked but I don't know her

Don't cut grass but keep a blower, in your city out on tour (Say Breezy, haha)

Ayy, up in the morning, they say early bird gon' get the bread

I trapped out my mama house, I hid them 'bows up in the shed

I hang with some dropouts, they pull up, go dumb like special ed

And what’s overstood ain't gotta be explained, already said it, ayy, ayy (Said)

[Chorus]

I might throw these Rick's on like I'm Ross

Hell nah, I can't do no deals up on this drank, pay what it cost

And I know that I'm that nigga, this shit in me, ain't my fault (This shit in me, it ain't my fault)

And this engine V8, hit the gas, get lost, hear the exhaust

[Verse 2]

Ayy, yeah, what he lookin' at?

Ask lil' Jo where that fully at (Where that fully at)

Ayy, and I'm the lion in the jungle, niggas pussy cat

Ayy, remember countin' dollars, now I'm countin' stupid racks (Countin' stupid racks)

Ayy, and when I'm hittin' it from the back, her ass stupid fat (Her ass stupid fat)

Ain't got dog shit on me, but I smell like Saint Laurent (But I smell like Saint Laurent)

And that shit you smoke a no, but this shit I'm smokin' Runtz (But this shit I'm smokin' Runtz, Say Breezy, haha)

Need some bad shit like Ice Spice, eat me up, heard she a munch

(Brian produced this bitch and you know I ate this ho)

I don't know how much money I brought with me, just grabbed a bunch (Bunch)

Ayy, ayy, designer head to toe, I'm with your ho

She tryna lick me from my head to toe (Toe), I told her no

Still turn me up, she gave me head and more

Ain't blank up on no mission, I wasn't never scared to go (Scared to go)

These niggas gay, they scared of hoes (Hoes)

[Chorus]

I might throw these Rick's on like I'm Ross

Hell nah, I can't do no deals up on this drank, pay what it cost

And I know that I'm that nigga, this shit in me, ain't my fault (This shit in me, it ain't my fault)

And this engine V8, hit the gas, get lost, hear the exhaust

[Outro]

Ayy, ayy, I might throw these Rick's on like I'm—

Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, yeah, Loaded (Say Breezy, haha)

No cap, bang, bang, bang