Loaded. Songtext
von Indigo

I-N-D-I-G-O, that me
You can check that stat sheet
Ain′t no other nigga that's gonna pass me cause
I′ve got too many things on my mind
I've got too many checks I'm tryna find
And my girl said she wants my dick
Imma give it to her if she wants it quick
Gotta hop on the jet with the stick
Relocate cause a nigga hit a lick
I′m on top, can′t curve
Drop the top when I swerve
She don't like heights, so I go on top of my girl
Yea, I run this world with a bag in my hand
Sold out so a nigga gotta stand


Racks
On me
Them 223s
Tear up
Your spleen
You can′t
Control it
Third degree
I'm hot
No sleep
I chase the green
The drum is Loaded

Racks
On me
Them 223s
Tear up
Your spleen
You can′t
Control it
Third degree
I'm hot
No sleep
I chase the green
The drum is Loaded


Everybody thinking bout a clap back
You ain′t gotta job so you ain't get your taxback
While you busy on Twitter using hashtags
A nigga slinging dope, now he askin for the Cashapp
He just wants his dad back
Moneys what he need to get some books up in his backpack
Yea he goes to college, not for singing all that sad rap
He just always like to follow where the bags at
Its the fame that he wants but he don't have that
And its sad that, that a nigga can′t follow his dreams
Taking classes you don′t really need
Why you studying dental hygiene?
And the kids really good at making beats
Up all night, when we're dead we can sleep
And the flows scary, Halloween
Can you tell if its a trick or can you tell if its a treat?
Tell me, why you listen, tell me why you fuck with me?
Tell me why the Cavs won the series 4-3
Tell me all the answers to the questions that I need
Tell me if you listened to this track and then repeat
Tell me why I got so many loans
I just wanna go home
Whats home to a nigga like me?
Tell me why I got so many loans
I just wanna go home
Whats home to a nigga like me?

Racks
On me
Them 223s
Tear up
Your spleen
You can′t
Control it
Third degree
I'm hot
No sleep
I chase the green
The drum is Loaded

Racks
On me
Them 223s
Tear up
Your spleen
You can′t
Control it
Third degree
I'm hot
No sleep
I chase the green
The drum is Loaded