Letra de Madness

Ayy, Lil Loaded done did it again Huh? What? Yeah, uh Ayy, Contraband! Real nigga, nobody do it better Pull up on an opp's block If that nigga say: Yes, we can't leave 'til he on a stretcher Real nigga Nobody do it better Pull up on the opp's block, I got to ask if it's pressured I go right in his pockets He got a burner, let me touch it Young nigga living wild at life Brand new phone Okay boomer