I Got Loud (Explicit) - London Jae/Kehlani (柯兰尼)

Boardin the plain with a backpack

Nerves on 10 'cause it's loud pack

Back to the east with a pound of

The purp in a sutecase yeah you know

I got that

Hope the tsa don't smell that

Don't take my s**t I gotta sell that

We don't eat if I don't break bread

I'm survin that juggin baby

Don't you get that

Big homie call from the city

Said he's looking to get lifted

Said I got what you need

Never expected a young thing

Like me to be moving

You know I got that flame

Straight from the o it's so

New ain't even got a name

Shit's so strong it ain't even got a name

Just know I got that loud

Sell me something

She only smoke a few

I hit it

I ain't tryna pop a perk

How you living

Did I mention that you can get the bag to me

Lil baby right in the city

Trap and trappin doin numbers

Got a bad a*s plug straight from benny honna

She lay them bags on the boy

Bring them out

2500 bags of gass that be a lot

Big homie said that he loved it

Traided pounds of loud for them buckets

And the trap is real and it really

Go down and I can make it seem like

I love it

See I don't speak on s**t that ain't

Something

And I don't write no song with no substance

And it ain't no way that I know what

I say and I flip some s**t like

It's nothing

Mommy hollar when you done fflexing

If you come up here it's a blessing

Got my head to the sky 'cause you

Know that I'm forever finessing

Boy stop with all that talking

I can tell by the way you walking

That you ain't been a thug

And you never sold *** you a

Petty n***a quit flossing

I got loud

You know how they do

You get money b***h I do too

I don't know about you but your name I do

That fresh that frost n***a shame on you

That's a whole nother issue

Baby back to the money

Tryna stack me up some hundreds

F**k up some kommas

Got a million on my mindalready

Worth a couple hundred

Do the numbers

Balling hard all summer

I keep that loud magic city

Numbers on point you f**kin with me

2 grams in the trunk f**kin with me

My bad the pounds I had to hit it

Shot of patrone before I hit the road

Ever since a motherf**ker stick to the coad

Got them all off now I'm on my way back

Countin it all up in my new benz

I'm straight up

Getting money b***h atlanta s**t

Plug in real life showing all these

N***as ain't a damb thing funny

B***h made a lighe caro sell more f**king crown

Yeah be