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Dominion

2017

Reloaded

This that St. Louis shit
Bitch, I know you mad
Bitch, I know you mad

Come and say that to my face (Yeah)
Come and say that to my face (Skrrt)
I'm from the city of greats (Yeah)
We shooters that pop everyday
Look, you don't know nothing 'bout me, if you wanna learn home, please [??] where I stay
St. Louis like Nelly, eyy
Look what you wearing, a nine a k
If they [??], we mobbing and running commas up 'till [??] overflowing my pockets
I'm the plug, I'm the [??] dawg so you can get it for the low
Got that Midas touch dawg everything gold
You a header dawg, you should really check your clothes for bullet holes, I suppose, Lambos with butterfly doors, suggest you move over like transpose
You know I'm the problem with Tech on the last song like

I know they hate it when I brought it back
You talking shit that you don't know about
I cannot lose focus, they tryna play my focus
I can feel the devil on me
I just reloaded
Reloaded, I'm a motherfuckin' soldier
Reloaded, I'm a motherfuckin' soldier
Reloaded, I'm a motherfuckin' soldier
Reloaded, reloaded

They see me with women, that's glamorous
People think I'm polyamorous
When I go hippity-hop I hammer chicks
Never blowing bunk and bammer sticks
Muffed the milli , mind you manner, miss
Blood I get to blast in that blammer bitch
Action always acompanies an anarchist
Suckers slip up and stammer shit
But I like living life lonely and lantern lit, motherfucker
I'm the Tech, I'm buying the jet
Lot of people are freaking out, maybe flying the vet
I am the check, no denying bitches crying for sex
Buying , dying or vet, wanna put the nine in your neck
They really wanna deepthroat it
'Cause everything he quoted
Was devoted to making them miss it and decode it
Incredible fucking piece of [??] bees voted
The T's roguish and sees solace when reloaded

I know they hate it when I brought it back
You talking shit that you don't know about
I cannot lose focus, they tryna play my focus
I can feel the devil on me
I just reloaded
Reloaded, I'm a motherfuckin' soldier
Reloaded, I'm a motherfuckin' soldier
Reloaded, I'm a motherfuckin' soldier
Reloaded, reloaded

Niggas want me to go away
Pray to god I get 86'd
Unaware who they fucking wit
From the looks of those baby dicks, life's a bitch and her head game make most lames come real quick
Cash rules everything around me
Now you know what to pay me wit
Wait, I don't know what could be matter wit them
They want me to battle with them
It's all automatic, if Tech is clapping, I'm clapping wit 'im
Nothing but static, the homie Darrein had to hit him
And now I'm attacking the rhythm, back with the pattern
And that'll get 'em to admit that I literally gotta be one of the illest that ever heard with the bla bla
What the fuck y'all think, yeah my shit don't stink and they all pissed off we the ca-ca

I know they hate it when I brought it back
You talking shit that you don't know about
I cannot lose focus, they tryna play my focus
I can feel the devil on me
I just reloaded
Reloaded, I'm a motherfuckin' soldier
Reloaded, I'm a motherfuckin' soldier
Reloaded, I'm a motherfuckin' soldier
Reloaded, reloaded

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This that St. Louis shit
Bitch, I know you mad
Bitch, I know you mad

Come and say that to my face (Yeah)
Come and say that to my face (Skrrt)
I'm from the city of greats (Yeah)
We shooters that pop everyday
Look, you don't know nothing 'bout me, if you wanna learn home, please [??] where I stay
St. Louis like Nelly, eyy
Look what you wearing, a nine a k
If they [??], we mobbing and running commas up 'till [??] overflowing my pockets
I'm the plug, I'm the [??] dawg so you can get it for the low
Got that Midas touch dawg everything gold
You a header dawg, you should really check your clothes for bullet holes, I suppose, Lambos with butterfly doors, suggest you move over like transpose
You know I'm the problem with Tech on the last song like

I know they hate it when I brought it back
You talking shit that you don't know about
I cannot lose focus, they tryna play my focus
I can feel the devil on me
I just reloaded
Reloaded, I'm a motherfuckin' soldier
Reloaded, I'm a motherfuckin' soldier
Reloaded, I'm a motherfuckin' soldier
Reloaded, reloaded

They see me with women, that's glamorous
People think I'm polyamorous
When I go hippity-hop I hammer chicks
Never blowing bunk and bammer sticks
Muffed the milli , mind you manner, miss
Blood I get to blast in that blammer bitch
Action always acompanies an anarchist
Suckers slip up and stammer shit
But I like living life lonely and lantern lit, motherfucker
I'm the Tech, I'm buying the jet
Lot of people are freaking out, maybe flying the vet
I am the check, no denying bitches crying for sex
Buying , dying or vet, wanna put the nine in your neck
They really wanna deepthroat it
'Cause everything he quoted
Was devoted to making them miss it and decode it
Incredible fucking piece of [??] bees voted
The T's roguish and sees solace when reloaded

Niggas want me to go away
Pray to god I get 86'd
Unaware who they fucking wit
From the looks of those baby dicks, life's a bitch and her head game make most lames come real quick
Cash rules everything around me
Now you know what to pay me wit
Wait, I don't know what could be matter wit them
They want me to battle with them
It's all automatic, if Tech is clapping, I'm clapping wit 'im
Nothing but static, the homie Darrein had to hit him
And now I'm attacking the rhythm, back with the pattern
And that'll get 'em to admit that I literally gotta be one of the illest that ever heard with the bla bla
What the fuck y'all think, yeah my shit don't stink and they all pissed off we the ca-ca