Still Feel Loaded Lyrics – 03 Greedo, Maxo Kream

Read the full Still Feel Loaded lyrics by 03 Greedo and Maxo Kream along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy 03 Greedo’s music, you can also explore It’s Wørkin, another song by 03 Greedo.

I can’t do no drügs (Mm, yeah, yeah)
I can’t do no drügs
(Helluva made this beat, baby)
Hmm (Boom, boom, boom)

I ain’t take s*it (Grrah), but I still feel loaded
Empty my clip, but I still feel loaded
You ain’t slept s*it, but I knew you slept over
Play it off a night, hit my P.O. up
I ain’t took s*it, but I still feel loaded
Empty my clip, but I still feel loaded
You ain’t slept s*it, but I knew you slept over
Play it off a night, hit my P.O. up (Oh-oh)

I can’t do no drügs ’til I smoke s*it (I can’t do no drügs)
I can’t do no drügs ’til I smoke s*it (I can’t do no drügs)
I can’t do no drügs ’til I smoke s*it (Oh, boom, boom, boom)
I ain’t even had a pole, still post s*it (Fah)

Riding through the trenches, smoke a n!gga like a Backwood
He don’t want no smoke, should’ve never been from that hood
Banging with a wh*re, I hope they put you with the neck up
‘Cause if he ever fu*king, I be in the same shoes
Found where you be banging if you ain’t getting no messier
Fredo dropped it down when you get green and with the yoppers
I swear if I feel in it, you gon’ have to make an opp shot
Can’t say you even got it if your lil’ jeweler ain’t make news
I can’t hear no convo, if I get on top and down, beeftip
When I blow her down, go organic ’til you’re seasick
I’m the type of n!gga n!ggas hope they ain’t release yet
You the type of n!gga ain’t did nothing in the streets yet
I’m the type to press a n!gga, leave him momma depressed
You the type of n!gga’s scared you haven’t had a drink yet
Choppers ain’t the runners ’til they wish it up and E-flip
Sliding like a tall of rapper, schoolhouse during recess

I ain’t take s*it, but I still feel loaded (I ain’t take s*it)

Empty my clip, but I still feel loaded (Fah, fah, still let’s go)
You ain’t slept s*it, but I knew you slept over (Baow, baow, baow)
Play it off a night, hit my P.O. up (Gang, gangs with ’em)
I ain’t took s*it, but I still feel loaded (Julio, yeah)
Empty my clip, but I still feel loaded (Real gang with ’em)
You ain’t slept s*it, but I knew you slept over (I hope I never hang with ’em)
Play it off a night, hit my P.O. up (Ha, ha)

I can’t do no drügs ’til I smoke s*it (I can’t do no drügs, ’til I smoke s*it)
I can’t do no drügs ’til I smoke s*it (I can’t do no drügs, ’til I smoke s*it)
I can’t do no drügs ’til I smoke s*it (Yeah, yeah, ’til I smoke s*it)
I ain’t even had a pole, still post s*it (Ha, ha)

Piss test ain’t nothing, I’ma beat that ho with flying colors
Tank all on my tummy, yummy, grumby like my mud brothers
R.I.P. to Ruler, gotta cool it since the minute dropped
On the AR pistol, Kelly heating up this purple ‘za
On the road to riches, gotta murder these n!ggas
Got my ear into the streets and still ain’t heard of these n!ggas
Want the smoke ’til I run out of gas, then burn a quick ticket
You know how you trust a knife in front the store, but keep blicking
We walk ’em down, ain’t y’all on that talking s*it about motherfu*kers
Censes where the mouth’ll get your family murdered out
No driving by, we hopping out, like MD Clips, we bumping out
And get reloaded, take that route again, which bend we bending ’bout?
Sliding, felons can’t vote, so it’s fu*k Joe Biden
Fu*k the gun laws, all my n!ggas so violet
Y’all worse than these broads, all my b!tches so silent
N!ggas can’t hear nothing but the sound of

I ain’t take s*it, but I still feel loaded
Empty my clip, but I still feel loaded
You ain’t slept s*it, but I knew you slept over
Play it off a night, hit my P.O. up
I ain’t took s*it, but I still feel loaded
Empty my clip, but I still feel loaded
You ain’t slept s*it, but I knew you slept over
Play it off a night, hit my P.O. up (Up)

I can’t do no drügs ’til I smoke s*it (I can’t do no drügs)
I can’t do no drügs ’til I smoke s*it (I can’t do no drügs)
I can’t do no drügs ’til I smoke s*it (Yeah, boom, boom, boom)
I ain’t even had a pole, still post s*it (Ha, ha)

I can’t do no drügs
I can’t do no drügs
Boom, boom, boom