Loud

[Intro: Lanze]
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Get that shit
Hey, hey
Narpha Whoa!
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Fuck that shit

[Chorus: Lanze & Forever]
Loud, bitch
Talkin' hella shit, got them rounds, bitch (rounds, bitch, huh, what?)
All them n****** wit it, you some clowns, bitch (what, hey!)
Run up on you n******, gun you down, bitch (hey)
Don't make a sound, bitch (hey), don't make a sound, bitch (hey, hey)
Pull up on you n******, you some clowns, bitch (wha?, hey!)
My n***** really about the trap shit (yeah!)
We pull up on your block, we takin' over it (hey!)
If you think about it, you don't know this shit (hey, hey!)

[Verse 1: Lanze & Forever]
I'm a shark, you a goldfish
Talkin' hella shit, hit your fuckin' lip (hey!)
Diamonds dancin', watch them drip
Alrеady know what it is (hey, hey, hey!)
Alrеady know what it is (hey!)
I'm running them' streets, I'm already rich
I hop in the coupe and I skrrt off the dip
Yo bitch, she a thot, she give brain in the whip
Dance around in the gate to the clip
We makin' a movie all up in this bitch
You talkin' that shit then your ass gettin' hit
I'm really about it for talking that shit
Ain't fuck with these bullets, gon' leave yo' ass hit
Dirty pints, so nobody finds them
Grippin' them sticks, they makin' no silence
She so bad so she 'posed to get money
Fuck around, takin' a trip to the island
Run around, yeah, you know we wildin' (hey, what, hey, hey!)
Run around, yeah, you know that we wildin' (hey, duh, what, bitch, yeah!)

[Chorus: Lanze & Forever]
Loud, bitch
Talkin' hella shit, got them rounds, bitch (rounds!, huh, what?)
All them n****** wit it, you some clowns, bitch (what, hey!)
Run up on you n******, gun you down, bitch (hey)
Don't make a sound, bitch (hey), don't make a sound, bitch (yeah!, hey)
Pull up on you n******, you some clowns, bitch (wha?, hey!)
My n***** really about the trap shit (yeah!)
We pull up on your block, we takin' over it (hey!)
If you think about it, you don't know this shit (hey, hey!)

[Verse 2: Forever]
My ounces ain't fair for her one
Young Ohio, know get money down the Merlion (yeahhh!)
They don't smoke dope, boy, I'm still' grievin'
Then I make my felonies, take it out in Cleveland
I'm from the city (yeah), where you can get it, man
Box in the air, the plane is leavin'
Back to the basics, and we might move in
Already know that your boy's in the studio
Soap & a mask, I might smoke him in the studio (facts!)
And I got a choppa that come with a buck end
Let out 50 shots, that's when I come stuck in
Gun him in the studio, whippin' up big fish (aight)
Gun him down on my mane, he ain't got shit

[Chorus: Lanze & Forever]
Loud, bitch
Talkin' hella shit, got them rounds, bitch (rounds, bitch!)
All them n****** wit it, you some clowns, bitch (what, hey!)
Run up on you n******, gun you down, bitch (hey)
Don't make a sound, bitch (hey), don't make a sound, bitch (hey, hey)
Pull up on you n******, you some clowns, bitch (wha?, hey!)
My n***** really about the trap shit (yeah!)
We pull up on your block, we takin' over it (hey!)
If you think about it, you don't know this shit (hey, hey!)