D. Rich - Reload lyrics

[Intro: Ballout] Ooooooh, what the f**? This b**h made my spill my muhf**ing cup! [Verse 1: Chief Keef] Take it out, stuff it Half ounce, f** it This track b**h, you love it Already f**ing That ain't straight drop, that's Tussin That fake ice, tuck it 'Cause this bling on me bussing Believe that, trust it [Verse 2: Tadoe] Balling real hard, I ain't hooping n***a Fall in love b**h, I ain't Cupid n***a I get money, get stupid figures Got your gun but you ain't shooting n***a Hit a n***a pockets like a goofy, n***a Blue Robbin's jeans with the Ruger, n***a Just copped a Porsche, real coupes n***a Hit a few blocks acting foolish n***a Smoking on the dope, got a toolie with us Smoking on the thoinks, got a cutie with us All my n***as solid, no fruity n***as And I'm getting guap, still shooting n***as Shawty bounce her a** like I'm Juvie n***a Shawty bounce her a** like I'm Juvie n***a In this b**h, we gon' make a movie n***a In this b**h, we gon' make a movie n***a [Verse 3: Chief Keef] n***as steady talking that tough sh** Me and gang be on that f** sh** This car I'm whipping be on that rough sh** Kentucky Derby, we on that dust sh** You want something n***a, meet me at the function Don't make your b**h meet me at the dungeon All this muhf**ing designer on me f** around, thought I was up in London Drive the car like it's muhf**ing stuntman Shoot the ball like I'm muhf**ing Kobe Shoot the pistol like I'm muhf**ing Odee Ice on me, got me colder than a polar And the dope got me higher than a solar In that thang, switching lanes like a bowler Crack the window, the damn choppa go aroma In on [?] skating, call me Homer [Verse 4: Ballout] Top of the world, in my penthouse Just f**ed yo b**h, kicked yo b**h out Just took me a quick shower It ain't even been an hour Counting this money up Know I had to run it up Hopped out to get some cups Hellcat, still running bruh [Verse 5: Tadoe] Hellcat, we just copped new Jeeps Rims sitting higher than a [?] Trap spot got like two or three Hit my phone if you need a few P's In the strip club serving QP's New jeans cost me 'bout two keys Keep the ranch sauce, smoke the blue cheese Keep the ranch sauce, smoke the blue cheese [Verse 6: Chief Keef] If I rob the bank I take the Nemos If I hit yo block I take the venom b**h you know I got the more than nice meatrolls I got more tools than Home Depot Hit yo block going crazy, call me Cee-Lo Seagull what I name Desert Eagle I'ma deco*k when I reload Wrist looking zero below Rolling 'round this b**h in a pea coat Having me some steak on pico Shells catch a n***a like Chico Folks knock 'em out like Deebo Pockets on full like tito Looking bossed up, might catch the R.I.C.O Green on me, young eco First twenty hit ya, now I gotta reload (Let's get it, bang bang bang) Hit the back if you need dope smoke Sending shawty that's only 16 Sell ya what you want with the 44 Stop, do not try to run off Tell him go, he gon' let the gun off And this sh**, real clear like Smirnoff On the phone with the plug talking bird talk