"RELOAD!" lyrics
(feat. WHOKILLEDXIX)
If I was a gun
Chopper hit you in the chest
4 Tearing through your flesh
2 Hit you in the neck
Flesh-flesh-flesh-flesh-flesh-flesh-flesh
I don't know if he was dead
I don't care if he was next
Lord forgive me for the next dead-dead-dead-dead-dead-dead
Bitch I'm bouta' reload
I can't fall down
So make it unfold
But fuck it, I'm damned
We came for the dead
We're aiming for your legs
We're aiming with the rest
We're friends of [?]
How you like me now?
You thought that I was dead
Your graves had overseers
But baby I might defend them tight
Fuck you talking 'bout
You got fear with the dead
Straight to the head
Then maybe should've said
I just wanna party your rise paradise
I really hit the line and you ask what I'm taking
If you're scared to drown in the deep going you're not scared I'm going too deep in
[?] is the dead kind of life that you picked up on the weekend
I don't mean to sound like I'm wild
I'm so excited
I hear your heart beating
I think they're up to something
I feel the pressure coming
I think the answers up and go, go, go, go
I think I'm dead or something
I feel my head a-rushing
I can't get up but we just go, go, go, go
Pow-pow-pow, go, go, go
You're the shit I'm a [?]
[?] the floor
[?]
We get- We get masked up
We get masked up
I can't let go of some better things
I can just go, all so I can bang
I'm in my throne hating everything
Chopper go blow, it can sing melodies (AH)
Chopper go blow, it can sing melodies (AH)
Chopper go blow, it can sing melodies (AH)
Chopper go blow, it can sing melodies (AH)
Chopper go blow, it can sing melodies (AH)
[?]
Trust me, I can feel my axe
Sweeter than honey, so nice
[?]
Bigger than a [?]
Fuck you, [?] not the same
Trust me, I can feel my axe
I'm a [?] to handle this
(AH)
[?] that I can feel the same
Sorry [?]
(23 Hit you in the face)
Black leather, that's spray paint
I'm shy but that K ain't
Stay strapped when them friends talk
And them feds come kicking in the door
I could lose all my conscious
Hate myself, I'm too toxic
Suck my dick and just taste bit of what turns you niggas into whores
I can't let go of some better things
I can just go, also I can bang
I'm in my throne hating everything
Chopper go blow, it can sing melodies (AH)
Chopper go blow, it can sing melodies (AH)
Chopper go blow, it can sing melodies (AH)
Chopper go blow, it can sing melodies (AH)
Chopper go blow, it can sing melodies
Chopper hit you in the chest
4 Tearing through your flesh
2 Hit you in the neck
Flesh-flesh-flesh-flesh-flesh-flesh-flesh
I don't know if he was dead
I don't care if he was next
Lord forgive me for the next dead-dead-dead-dead-dead-dead
Bitch I'm bouta' reload
I can't fall down
So make it unfold
But fuck it, I'm damned
We came for the dead
We're aiming for your legs
We're aiming with the rest
We're friends of [?]
How you like me now?
You thought that I was dead
Your graves had overseers
But baby I might defend them tight
Fuck you talking 'bout
You got fear with the dead
Straight to the head
Then maybe should've said
I just wanna party your rise paradise
I really hit the line and you ask what I'm taking
If you're scared to drown in the deep going you're not scared I'm going too deep in
[?] is the dead kind of life that you picked up on the weekend
I don't mean to sound like I'm wild
I'm so excited
I hear your heart beating
I think they're up to something
I feel the pressure coming
I think the answers up and go, go, go, go
I think I'm dead or something
I feel my head a-rushing
I can't get up but we just go, go, go, go
Pow-pow-pow, go, go, go
You're the shit I'm a [?]
[?] the floor
[?]
We get- We get masked up
We get masked up
I can't let go of some better things
I can just go, all so I can bang
I'm in my throne hating everything
Chopper go blow, it can sing melodies (AH)
Chopper go blow, it can sing melodies (AH)
Chopper go blow, it can sing melodies (AH)
Chopper go blow, it can sing melodies (AH)
Chopper go blow, it can sing melodies (AH)
[?]
Trust me, I can feel my axe
Sweeter than honey, so nice
[?]
Bigger than a [?]
Fuck you, [?] not the same
Trust me, I can feel my axe
I'm a [?] to handle this
(AH)
[?] that I can feel the same
Sorry [?]
(23 Hit you in the face)
Black leather, that's spray paint
I'm shy but that K ain't
Stay strapped when them friends talk
And them feds come kicking in the door
I could lose all my conscious
Hate myself, I'm too toxic
Suck my dick and just taste bit of what turns you niggas into whores
I can't let go of some better things
I can just go, also I can bang
I'm in my throne hating everything
Chopper go blow, it can sing melodies (AH)
Chopper go blow, it can sing melodies (AH)
Chopper go blow, it can sing melodies (AH)
Chopper go blow, it can sing melodies (AH)
Chopper go blow, it can sing melodies
