Moneybagg Yo – Reloaded Lyrics

Moneybagg Yo – Reloaded Lyrics
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    "Reloaded." - Moneybagg Yo

    Album: Federal Reloaded
    Track No: 01
    Reloaded, reloaded, reloaded, reloaded, reload, reload
    Reloaded, reloaded (Feel the reloaded)
    Lotta speculation goin' on (Yeah)
    Wanna know who I'm signed to (Ooh)
    I don't know, homie, not you (Not you)
    Just know I'm blessed, hachoo (Hachoo)
    And I'm hotter than a Taki (Taki)
    All these bands in my pocket (I brought them)
    All four, fuck a wallet (Ay, fuck a wallet)
    We don't fuck with safe deposit, hey (Hey)
    When you turnt up, when you status up
    You gotta move like the president (Like the president)
    **** and bitches doin' all this talkin', man
    When they really irrelevant (It don't mean shit)
    I just put ice in my necklace
    Ice in my Activis
    Ice on my dog collar (Icin' it all over)
    When I'm walkin' round with my lil' hitters (****)
    They callin' me godfather (Huh-huh)
    Really don't be stuntin' shit (Nah-nah)
    When shawty be talkin' 'bout she mad at me (What'd you do though, yo?)
    I give her dick while I'm on the pill
    Then she forget she was mad at me (She forgot)
    And my kush got grey hair for real (For real)
    I be smokin' that grand daddy (The La-la)
    Handy man with the tool (With the cane)
    Lookin' like somebody grand pappy (Woo)
    Man, they like, who is that? (Who?)
    Where he come from? (I don' know)
    Damn, he just popped up (Popped up)
    When I said that I'm goin' federal reloaded (Or what?)
    They thought I got locked up (Yeah)
    They thought I got slammed (Slammed)
    They thought I got jammed (Jammed)
    They thought I got boxed up (Word up)
    Shout out to my **** locked up (Shout out to my **** boxed up)
    But we still gettin' 'em blocked up (Word up)
    I done went too federal (Too)
    I want two of everything (Two)
    That's why I rock two bezels (Two)
    I done went too crazy (Too)
    I don't want nothing single
    It's why I got two ladies (I want two)
    Nothing personal, I just fuck with free people (Word)
    And ride with two heaters (Ride)
    Hell, nah, you can't get in this car (No sir)
    This joint here for two people (Right now)
    Yeah, when I say I'm goin' federal reloaded
    Like I'm goin' back in, ****, back in, ****
    Back in, ****
    I'm at it again (I'm at it)
    I'm back in the Benz (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
    They thought I was gone though (I'm out)
    Ridin' clean but I'm ridin' dirty (Yeah)
    Plenty narcotics in the console (Yeah, right now)
    I'm the air, I'm everywhere (Everywhere)
    Money on the cellular (Brr)
    Say you want a whole thing (Hello?)
    Okay, straight up like Alfalfa's hair, yeah (Like this)
    Pussy good when I'm fuckin' on the shawty (Uh)
    I came at it we ain't at it again (Back at it)
    Head serious, talkin' real serious
    She'll get you hard and then suck off your skin
    I'm back fuckin' with the streets
    You know how that be
    Momma like, don't you get back on that bullshit (For real)
    I know that you want the best for me, momma (I know, ma)
    I hustle hard so we can buy what we wanna (For real, ma)
    'Bout to pull the presidential Obama (For real)
    Cop a coup and then cop it again (Cop it again)
    Cop a Benz and then cop it again (Cop it again)
    Cop so mad there, like he at it again (Boys)
    I'm at it again like a replay (Yeah)
    I'm at it again like a relapse (I'm at it)
    I'm at it again like a replay (At it)
    I'm at it again like a relapse (I'm at it)
    I'm reloaded like I just put thirty-two in the clip (Boop)
    You see how to poke out (Yeah)
    I'm still hood at my folk's house (Still)
    Sunday dinner at the cookout (Fuck off)
    Neck and wrist hella iced out (Fuck off, iced out)
    You'll still see me with the lights out (Hey) (Lights out)
    I never change 'cause it ain't me (Nope)
    Got drink stains on my white tee (Damn, Coors beer)
    It say real **** on my ID (For real)
    I'm the same **** on my IG (For real)
    My bitch a trophy, I'm rockin' doughboy trophies
    (Right now, got my shit on)
    That chopper totin'
    Money ain't even foldin' (Bet you it will)
    I'm reloaded
    I'm reloaded

    Writer(s): Moneybagg Yo.

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