Looted Up
[Intro]
Ay, ay
Yeah, yeah
Let’s do this shit, let’s go

[Chorus]
My dick hard like an exam (Okay)
Shut the bitch up, rolling my bands (Let’s go)
Shawty a pancake, fuck a pan (Fuck a pan)
Getting so rich, yeah I’m on it man (On it man)
Fuck your grams (Gang)
We in the city and you know we rolling bands (Yeah, okay)
Walk in the house with the bank (Bank)
Already know I’m the man (The man)
I put some ice in my drank (Woah, woah)
And know they don’t think I got plans (Ah)
Ooh, ooh (Ooh)
You can’t get the cash, bitch we looted up (Ay)
Yeah, fuck

[Verse 1]
You can never get with a baddie (No)
Yeah my money is so sweet like some candy (Woah)
We like, “Shup the fuck up, bitch you ain’t rapping” (Yeah), bitch you shouldn’t (Shouldn’t)
They sleeping on mе like they is napping (Woah), bed is woodеn (Haha)
And my bed is gold (Ay), ay (Yeah)
I’m on the top will never fold (I will never fold)
I got some new drugs, all your drugs is old (They oldie)
Statements bold (Wait)
My bitch is cold (Real cold)
And I won’t hold (For real)
Yeah we back with the racks, yeah I came in with the strap (Ay)
No I didn’t (Ay), but still we winning (Yeah)
‘Cause my whole gang (Gang), outside they waiting (Waiting)
They in our trap (Trap), yeah this some baiting
[Chorus]
My dick hard like an exam (Okay)
Shut the bitch up, rolling my bands (Let’s go)
Shawty a pancake, fuck a pan (Fuck a pan)
Getting so rich, yeah I’m on it man (On it man)
Fuck your grams (Gang)
We in the city and you know we rolling bands (Yeah, okay)
Walk in the house with the bank (Bank)
Already know I’m the man (The man)
I put some ice in my drank (Woah, woah)
And know they don’t think I got plans (Ah)
Ooh, ooh (Ooh)
You can’t get the cash, bitch we looted up (Ay)
Yeah, fuck

[Verse 2]
Looted up and loaded up (Yeah)
Always sober when I fill my cup (Okay)
Get a W, we getting dubs (Let’s go)
No one asked, we don’t give a fuck (Ooh)
On the lean with a bean (Uh)
Drugs getting extreme (Extreme)
All my drifts real clean (Clean)
He soft as fuck, he ain’t mean (Mean)
Sipping wock’, he ain’t me (Nah), ooh
Shut up, bitch don’t scream (Yeah), yeah
Cruisin’ inside of my ‘rarri (‘Rarri), swerve
I did a drift, with a turn (Turn)
And we finna shoot him just like a bird
Say it’s a spell, yeah we say it’s a curse (Ay, yeah)
And bitch I’m always first on like everything (On like everything)
Like I’m Soulja Boy, but I’m Litactus though (Litactus)
The one that sells the dope (Yeah)
We cut him off just like a rope (Rope)
Selling the drugs and they say they want more (Woah)
[Chorus]
My dick hard like an exam (Okay)
Shut the bitch up, rolling my bands (Let’s go)
Shawty a pancake, fuck a pan (Fuck a pan)
Getting so rich, yeah I’m on it man (On it man)
Fuck your grams (Gang)
We in the city and you know we rolling bands (Yeah, okay)
Walk in the house with the bank (Bank)
Already know I’m the man (The man)
I put some ice in my drank (Woah, woah)
And know they don’t think I got plans (Ah)
Ooh, ooh (Ooh)
You can’t get the cash, bitch we looted up (Ay)
Yeah, fuck

[Outro]
Haha, yeah, bitch ass
Let’s go