Street Kult – RELOAD RELOAD RELOAD Lyrics
Artist: Street Kult
Song: RELOAD RELOAD RELOAD
Eddie:
Miss me with that ra ra
Put that on momma
Invested in this sh#t so we don went and copped a casa
Young shot calla
All about my dollas
Make a couple stacks disappear b#tch wala
Terry:
Keep it ten toes
Steppin in the new hoes
Making all them b#tch boys look silly
Imma let you borrow that flow
But i’ll pull up to a show
And show u b#tches how i make it look pretty, uh
Money come quick when i chase it how i see it
Money don’t trip when i got a lotta green
Everybody bussin’ even if i gotta bleed
I need everybody bussin even if i gotta bleed for it
(yuh)
Who you know been keeping up with cappin?
Tryna put me and my homies in a mansion
Why you acting like a b#tch and threw a tantrum?
Who you know killing this sh#t this handsome?
I need five cars and a swipe card
You and all your lil friends coming at me not hard
Get off my dick lil b#tch that’s a good start
Dribble my nuts lil homie u my point guard
(haa)
Who you know been keeping up with cappin
Tryna put me and my homies in a mansion
Imma need the ransom
Imma go demand some
Seen i gotta plant some
Seen i gotta rant some
Seen i gotta trust you
Seen i gotta trust you
Eddie:
Who you know got flows by the ton
No point in tryna test me boy i already won
Yall steady riding dick
Love to talk a lot of sh#t
But its hard when your b#tch about to swallow my sons
Been hot as the sun
Bars second to none
Y’all p#ssies better get to runnin at the sound of the gun
I’m on the hunt steady eating competition for lunch
Had to go n pave the way so we could run up the funds
This wack sh#t just boosting up my ego
I hit the club dripping c notes up in the chinos
My homie in the back he got the stick up in the peacoat
Man his shot been wetter than a free throw
b#tches come around and they suck me like mosquitos
Tell her bring a friend turn my room to a freak show
Ask me how i do it cause i’m living with the cheat codes
Team been so official they might hit me with the rico
Miss me with that ra ra
Put that on momma
Invested in this sh#t so we don went and copped a casa
Young shot calla
All about my dollas
Make a couple stacks disappear b#tch wala
Miss me with that ra ra
Put that on momma
Invested in this sh#t so we don went and copped a casa
Young shot calla
All about my dollas
Make a couple stacks disappear b#tch wala
Terry:
Keep it ten toes
Steppin in the new hoes
Making all them b#tch boys look silly
Imma let you borrow that flow
But i’ll pull up to a show and
And show u b#tches how i make it look pretty, uh
Money come quick when i chase it how i see it /my way
Money don’t trip when i got a lotta green/lotta green
Everybody bussin’ even if i gotta bleed
I need everybody bussin even if i gotta bleed for it yuh
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From the album:
Beater Boys, Vol. I: Tales from Atlantic City [Explicit]
Release Year: 2021