This is a song about "Loads"

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Got loads of bad #chemicals inside ur persona 'n' ur feeling ill

I got loads of blunts in my lobby, i think i'll maybe pop a molly//

Get a bottle of ciroc and take a chopper to the party

In your body and for the rest of your ide (life have loads of pride and i hope you can

Like twenty-five to life never crossed they mindtell me young nigga never learned a thang

#4 (#more #internals, #indirects, #multis #and #loads #of #bowls)

Kicking flows, pockets about as thick as strippers on poles

Together all the timethought it was true love

Now he loads gats and runs with the sick crews with rifles,

I rake in loads of bone charms

Lord, you're so pretty, lying in my arms