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[Verse 1: L.O.U.D]
Yeah they call me L.O.U.D &I spit them hot verses
If you ever come at me I’ll probably blow you off the surface
&My year is ’96
Born in the Middle of May
I’ll destroy you with C4’s, AK’s
Boy I don’t play
Eat these rappers up once a week
Im thinking today
Need my money pronto tell yo’ bitch to go head &come pay
Im wearing Jerseys
I’ll have you begging for Mercy
I’ll have yo’ body in Hearses
Wait
No more of the curses
I lied
Im ’bout to slick spit my nasty ill flow
Im only 15 years old &I’m all up in the pros
Spitting that rap shit
Fantastic
So Drastic
Niggas be faker then some cheap toys made out of Plastic
&I think I’d fuck that trick up if I’d ever try Magic
Plus I think I got these niggas in shock
Yo’, no Static
Snapback with a backpack on
Get smacked if you Snap back wrong
[Verse 2: L.O.U.D]
Yeah im getting money what kind of question is that ?
Bent your girl over tatted my name across her back
If I ain’t trying to listen then nigga your flow is wack
I be pulling hoes like my name was „Miggity-Mac”
Talent over bitches I choose my pen &my paper
If hating haters makes me a hater then I’m a hater
Chomping niggas up when I rap
Call me a gator
Leave a whole inside of your chest the size of a crater
Im young
15
&I don’t give a fuck
If they ask who your favorite rapper is go 'head &look me up
[Verse 3: L.O.U.D]
&If you imagine me balling
I bet you cross your own mind up
I got my nigga here with me
He got bad bitches who roll up
I got a pack on my back
&also a snap on my hats
&i got a bitch who can rap
When your bitch can’t even make it clap
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