[Intro]
Oz, Oz
Glock
Fully loaded

[Chorus]
Fully loaded thirty round, fully loaded sticks
Act up, get hit, all my n***as with the shits
Fully loaded magazine, fully loaded extendo
Fully loaded, keep it on me everywhere I go
Fully loaded thirty round, fully loaded sticks
Act up, get hit, all my n***as with the shits
Fully loaded magazine, fully loaded extendo
Fully loaded, keep it on me everywhere I go

[Verse 1]
My dawgs ain't fightin' like Vick
No, I ain't got time for that shit
You touch one mines then somebody dyin'
You gonna get shot in your shit
I been thuggin' since a jit
Shoot the scene, no pic
Fire your ass with a stick
Fire your ass like a Bic
My partner big B's, he bloody
He bangin' red, no sauce
Real shooter when he bustin'
My boy don't know when to stop
Heat you up like pop
Clip long like a mop
I tell him to do you like Carmex
He gon' make you red at the top
Had to cut my circle from the fake n***as
I ain't fuckin' 'round with you hatin' n***as
Pockets fully loaded, tryna take a n***a
Clip fully loaded like the bases, n***a
Want a verse, gotta pay a n***a
Came up, now they hate a n***a
And I ain't talkin' 'bout blunts
When I say I'll face a n***a