Loaded.

I-N-D-I-G-O, that me
 You can check that stat sheet
 Ain't no other nigga that's gonna pass me cause
 I've got too many things on my mind
 I've got too many checks I'm tryna find
 And my girl said she wants my dick
 Imma give it to her if she wants it quick
 Gotta hop on the jet with the stick
 Relocate cause a nigga hit a lick
 I'm on top, can't curve
 Drop the top when I swerve
 She don't like heights, so I go on top of my girl
 Yea, I run this world with a bag in my hand
 Sold out so a nigga gotta stand
 Racks
 On me
 Them 223s
 Tear up
 Your spleen
 You can't
 Control it
 Third degree
 I'm hot
 No sleep
 I chase the green
 The drum is Loaded
 Racks
 On me
 Them 223s
 Tear up
 Your spleen
 You can't
 Control it
 Third degree
 I'm hot
 No sleep
 I chase the green
 The drum is Loaded
 Everybody thinking bout a clap back
 You ain't gotta job so you ain't get your taxback
 While you busy on Twitter using hashtags
 A nigga slinging dope, now he askin for the Cashapp
 He just wants his dad back
 Moneys what he need to get some books up in his backpack
 Yea he goes to college, not for singing all that sad rap
 He just always like to follow where the bags at
 Its the fame that he wants but he don't have that
 And its sad that, that a nigga can't follow his dreams
 Taking classes you don't really need
 Why you studying dental hygiene?
 And the kids really good at making beats
 Up all night, when we're dead we can sleep
 And the flows scary, Halloween
 Can you tell if its a trick or can you tell if its a treat?
 Tell me, why you listen, tell me why you fuck with me?
 Tell me why the Cavs won the series 4-3
 Tell me all the answers to the questions that I need
 Tell me if you listened to this track and then repeat
 Tell me why I got so many loans
 I just wanna go home
 Whats home to a nigga like me?
 Tell me why I got so many loans
 I just wanna go home
 Whats home to a nigga like me?
 Racks
 On me
 Them 223s
 Tear up
 Your spleen
 You can't
 Control it
 Third degree
 I'm hot
 No sleep
 I chase the green
 The drum is Loaded
 Racks
 On me
 Them 223s
 Tear up
 Your spleen
 You can't
 Control it
 Third degree
 I'm hot
 No sleep
 I chase the green
 The drum is Loaded