Loaded (feat. Young Scott & S.L. Dolo)

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Don't f*ck up rotation 
Don't f*ck up rotation (ahh)
Don't f*ck up rotation 
Don't f*ck up rotation (Ahh)
Don't f*ck up rotation 
Don't f*ck up rotation 
Don't f*ck up rotation 

Aye...

I'm fucking loaded 
Staring at the joint
I can't stop choking 
Hacking up my lung
Where this from 
I'm losing focus 
They say Buddy tryna shop 
But I'm so high I didn't notice 
All my joints look bloated
When they hit
I swear They hit 
I'm fucking loaded 
Staring at the joint
I can't stop choking 
Hacking up my lung
Where this from 
I'm losing focus 
They say Buddy tryna shop 
But I'm so high I didn't notice 
All my joints look bloated
When they hit
They hit ferocious 

Yeah 
Loaded 

Smoke clear 
Wasn't nobody around 
Hard times I was holding it down
Ten toes got me back with a smile
Good work got me back with a style
Foot work now I'm low to the ground 
No purp I was rolling em out
Slide through wanna know what I'm bout 
Ride smooth gotta get to the house 
Walking outside 
This shit could get violent
Run up a ticket and
Pull up no mileage 
I got my head up 
Watch for the set up
All of my niggas 
We came up from grinding 
I know some gangstas 
That's scouting for talent
Don't want no anna hope in the Masi'
Got me a check up
You know my vest up
Thumbing them extras 
And moving in private 
Thick bitch and she like to massage me 
Hit licks and we running up briley
One in the center 
Another on side 
Mix like a blender 
Depending on I
Repeat offender 
The well running dry
Out in the city 
The limit the sky 
The Sky's the limit 
They eyeing a nigga 
Like why is you tripping 
I'm diving straight in it

I'm fucking loaded 
Staring at the joint
I can't stop choking 
Hacking up my lung
Where this from 
I'm losing focus 
They say Buddy tryna shop 
But I'm so high I didn't notice 
All my joints look bloated
When they hit
I swear They hit 
I'm fucking loaded 
Staring at the joint
I can't stop choking 
Hacking up my lung
Where this from 
I'm losing focus 
They say Buddy tryna shop 
But I'm so high I didn't notice 
All my joints look bloated
When they hit
They hit ferocious 

Break it up 
Chop it up 
Cut it up
1.5 
All I'm rolling up
Light it 
Hit it 
Hold it 
Pass it 
Got damn
I'm high as f*ck 
Bitch I'm a dog 
No I don't roof
Smoke like I'm Snoop
Hotbox a coup
Say you got gas 
I need some proof 
These two different grades 
I can't match shit 
With you
Peep this 
No surveillance 
An elaborate fragrance 
My Kush 
Is the greatest  
Call it that loud
When you smell it 
You taste it 
Pussy and weed 
Might be favorite 
Things on this earth 
That God created
Infatuated 
With medicated 
On god
No exaggeration 
Ease your mind
Don't f*ck up rotation

(S.L. Dolo) 
Yeah 
High for hours
Blunts of that pine and sour
Fat bastard blunts 
Yeah I call it Austin Powers 
It's me and Ez 
Scott been rolling up 
It's very cloudy 
And still it's paramount 
Yeah you know we moving mountains 

I'm fucking loaded 
Staring at the joint
I can't stop choking 
Hacking up my lung
Where this from 
I'm losing focus 
They say Buddy tryna shop 
But I'm so high I didn't notice 
All my joints look bloated
When they hit
I swear They hit 
I'm fucking loaded 
Staring at the joint
I can't stop choking 
Hacking up my lung
Where this from 
I'm losing focus 
They say Buddy tryna shop 
But I'm so high I didn't notice 
All my joints look bloated
When they hit
They hit ferocious

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