Dump & Reload

[Intro]
(Damn, JakeSand)
(Flea is the winner)

[Verse]
It's a one of red in this twenty-ounce Minute Maid
I got tired of drinkin' pop, I grabbed a lemonade
Fiend called, I ain't had no dope, I almost missed the drank
Crazy, what they want for a line I used to pay for eights
My mama cussed me out, she was talkin', I nodded away
The police pull me over, I'm legit, I'm drivin' away
Bad bitch asked me if I single, I'm lyin' today
Woke up on the wrong side of the bed, don't try me today
If the right person say somеthin', they dyin' today
Seen they had a chop smaller than mе, I'm buyin' the Drac'
Fuck around and— man, I can't even say
Too much shit be on my mind, I can't even think
It always be the niggas with no money got somethin' to say
Pink Runtz so strong, I had to smoke a whole blunt to the face
What be on my mind when I wake up, I got money to make
If I ain't got it, put the mask on, I'm willing to take it
Glock 26, this bitch compact, point it right in your face
Knocked on the door, walk right in, take me right to the safe
If a nigga say he got a problem, his family ain't safe
Put seventy-five in the chop and I'm lettin' it spray
I be cautious with the way I move, fuck catchin' a case
Straight drop in the fiends' pipe, they lovin' the taste
Niggas and bitches pocket-watchin', I'm lovin' the hate
If the feds come and pick me up, I ain't got nothin' to say
Find a way to make a hundred, dump and reload
Dump and reload, dump and reload
Put a hundred on the chop, dump and reload
Dump and reload, dump and reload