Loads In (Beat. ROOPRODUCEDIT)

(It's the fuckin' code) I been busy cause the money calling You gon' know me like a hand knows Spaulding When the business is currency I'm all in Hand up like Im balling Paul wall teeth glisten flossing Only c notes withdrawing Aint nothin but a hop, jump, and a skip for ya bitch when I'm calling Kick. flippin, n shoving hits To get this mr freeze wrist So fly I could be five three steppin' in the four inch On my Light skin like prince Pulling your foreign excuse me miss Got the game for her blouse Her pancake and yams all in up in my mouf' I don't like the drama But you bout to become, for somebody you love, their once a upon a Like a state fair I wont play fair wit the drumsticks and the llamas You can put that on god I put that on my momma Only dealing in paper weight Cant tell me me how much your paper weigh Hunnid pounds of them hunnid dollar bills Bitch I'm yelling feeling like I'm Dolla Bill (I'm tired of muthafuckas' telling me what I need to sound like, or I need to rap like) (Oh, that song doesn't go with this or that tempo doesn't fit with that or) (Maybe you should slow it down or maybe you should speed it up) (You ain't putting in fuckin' work like I am, so shut the f*ck up) Keep the tag on your clothes not your toes boy Im in the mood to destroy Need her built like Remy Lacroix Big D n toys making noise Suction on the dot Knew the spot since young money made that bedrock Been drippy since da sandlot Giving all the smoke n**** till I pop F*ck it Ima let this shit rock Whipping donuts on the block They gon' love me like they love pac Think you better bitch you need to stop Like ms becky with dreadlocks Hustle in a headlock (uh) Its the double V V bitch Im the one who knocks Here is my memorandum Your car anthem New shit like a new phantom Get money so much It seems like its random Call the IRS tell em I pay my taxes Let me off like a white actress Chappelle practice Im rich bitch N**** with money Bout to get disastrous Never fold Yell it from the back Stay ten toes (Tired of muthafuckas' trying to tell me, oh) (Cerril you ain't as hot as you think you are, oh) (You ain't even getting that many plays, oh) (Don't nobody know your fucking name, oh) (You ain't even popping) (You too cocky) (You ain't as hot as you think) (Bitch suck my dick) If its up, then its going down hoe Load it in the foreign whip It's how we get around hoe If she run it up Then she bring it down low Talking money I speak the code Get this dough Aint talking fast you hustle slow If its up, then its going down hoe Load it in the foreign whip It's how we get around hoe If she run it up Then she bring it down low Talking money I speak the code Get this dough Aint talking fast you hustle slow