Honorable C.N.O.T.E
Wop

Well my day startin' crazy, my pack ain't fuckin' make it
The feds investigating, some of my niggas turned fugazi
I keep gunners with me lately, they might gun you down for nathin'
El Gato is my code name, don't ever call me Radric
Crystal coke and crystal meth, so icy entertainment
I'm gangster but I'm famous, bitch I'm armed and I'm dangerous
Diamonds on me blinkin' mane, fuck what niggas thinkin' mane
Guwop gon' keep gettin' it mane, long as they keep printin' it mane
Play with me, regret it
This ain't that synthetic
Y'all boys too pathetic
You don't got it then go get it
Cartel, I'm connected
El Gato, respect it
Two Asian plugs with hella drugs
Call them Redman and Method

When the load gettin' closer, hope they don't pull him over
I know my bows over, sack 'em up and keep the over
Dope weighing over, please don't weigh it over
It's losing water rapidly, I whipped it up with soda
Count the money over, and feed the junky sober
Splash the water on it when I lean the pot over
Zone 6 soldier, take your hood over
High grade, upscale, top-notch yola

Fuck the police, that's the code we honor
Your bitch on my drip, I poured it on her
Diamonds on fleek, I'm cold, pneumonia
Me and Wop sitting at the top
Millionaires out the cell block
I ain't never gotta sell blocks
When I get bored I buy a new watch
Went to the lot and bought my bitch a drop
Now I'm on fire, I burn a nigga
They ain't gave me shit, I earned it nigga
Me and Marlo really gettin' them loads
Ask the streets, everybody know
Spend my show money on clothes
Trap stay bunking, we don't close
Runnin' with slime, they'll wipe your nose
I'm from the gutter, throwing up fours
I'm back on my shit, I'm dripping waterfall
Did a bid, came back, then I brushed it off
Shooters, they gon' shoot on my command
Pop a nigga noggin like a Xan
All I ever needed was a chance
Now I got a whole lot of bands
Now I got a whole lot of fans
Tucking my strap in at my shows
Double Rollies, want a white one, a gold
Never stopping and I'm always on go
In the back of the 'Bach I got the curtains closed
Trap spot, tryna get off the load
I'm like Luda, I been slanging them bows

When the load gettin' closer, hope they don't pull him over
I know my bows over, sack 'em up and keep the over
Dope weighing over, please don't weigh it over
It's losing water rapidly, I whipped it up with soda
Count the money over, and feed the junky sober
Splash the water on it when I lean the pot over
Zone 6 soldier, take your hood over
High grade, upscale, top-notch yola

I been having a real crazy day, but them packs man I'm gettin' paid
Got G8 on the cell floor, he done poked a nigga with a switchblade
I done stayed down with my own, nigga I done came up with my own way
Zone 1 rebel, got more pistols than an arcade
And Marlo is my real name, don't ever call me rude
Act a fool, and I been a damn gangster with them tools
Young nigga make the rules, break the rules
I been a gangster, I make the news
Do script and pack with Lil Baby food
Gucci say we're goin' real crazy, ooh
And the load gettin' real real closer
And I hope the dope just came up out the water
And I put that fish scale in that water
Make it double up and get real real harder
And if you dap me go real real farther, yeah

When the load gettin' closer, hope they don't pull him over
I know my bows over, sack 'em up and keep the over
Dope weighing over, please don't weigh it over
It's losing water rapidly, I whipped it up with soda
Count the money over, and feed the junky sober
Splash the water on it when I lean the pot over
Zone 6 soldier, take your hood over
High grade, upscale, top-notch yola

Overall Meaning

The song “The Load” by Quality Control, featuring Lil Baby, Marlo, and Gucci Mane, is a hip-hop track about the drug trade. The lyrics talk about the dangers of law enforcement, drug addiction, and violence that come with the industry. The song begins with describing the tense situation that the singer is in with the FBI investigating their drug operation, and some of their crew turning out to be informants. He expresses his preparedness for violence with the presence of gunners. He respects his reputation as a gangster and is confident in his ability to keep getting money, and the diamonds on him exemplify that.

Throughout the song, the artists talk about their everyday life in the drug trade. They explain how they handle the drug weighing, money counting, and packing, which are all treated with utmost caution to avoid getting caught. They also talk about the value of connections with different dealers and ensuring they can trust them. The chorus depicts the thought of getting caught by the police and the necessity of being careful as the drugs they carry are significant enough to draw attention. The term “the load” refers to the bulk quantity of drugs they're carrying, which they need to distribute as soon as possible to lessen the chances of getting caught. The song ends with them talking about the benefits of the drug trade, specifically the accumulated wealth that comes with it.

Line by Line Meaning

Well my day startin' crazy, my pack ain't fuckin' make it
The day begins with chaos and frustration: drug shipment has not arrived as expected.

The feds investigating, some of my niggas turned fugazi
Law enforcement is investigating and some of my former colleagues have betrayed our drug operation.

I keep gunners with me lately, they might gun you down for nathin'
I have an armed entourage with me who may use lethal force for the slightest provocation.

El Gato is my code name, don't ever call me Radric
El Gato is my alias and not my real name.

Crystal coke and crystal meth, so icy entertainment
Our drug business involves trafficking cocaine and methamphetamine under the So Icy Entertainment label.

I'm gangster but I'm famous, bitch I'm armed and I'm dangerous
I am a dangerous criminal and a celebrity, and I do not hesitate to use deadly weapons.

Diamonds on me blinkin' mane, fuck what niggas thinkin' mane
My diamond jewelry shines brilliantly, and I do not care about the opinions of others.

Guwop gon' keep gettin' it mane, long as they keep printin' it mane
As long as the media continue to cover me, I will continue to make money in the drug trade.

Play with me, regret it
If you mess with me, you will regret it.

This ain't that synthetic
The drug I am dealing is not a synthetic replica.

Y'all boys too pathetic
You guys are too weak and insignificant compared to me.

You don't got it then go get it
If you do not have what it takes to succeed, then work harder to obtain it.

Cartel, I'm connected
I am connected with a powerful drug cartel.

El Gato, respect it
Respect my alias, El Gato.

Two Asian plugs with hella drugs, Call them Redman and Method
I have two Asian drug suppliers who have abundant supplies, nicknamed Redman and Method.

When the load gettin' closer, hope they don't pull him over
As the drug shipment gets closer, I hope that law enforcement does not intercept it.

I know my bows over, sack 'em up and keep the over
I know that the drug supply is exceeding the weight limit, so I will package it and keep the excess.

Dope weighing over, please don't weigh it over
The drugs are over the weight limit, so we ask the person in charge not to weigh them anymore.

It's losing water rapidly, I whipped it up with soda
The drug mixture is beginning to lose moisture, so I used baking soda to create a powder.

Count the money over, and feed the junky sober
We count the money earned through drug sales and use it to buy more drugs which we deal to drug addicts.

Splash the water on it when I lean the pot over
When I am cooking the drugs, I pour water on the pot to prevent the mixture from burning.

Zone 6 soldier, take your hood over
I am a soldier from Zone 6 and I extend an invitation for you to join our gang.

High grade, upscale, top-notch yola
The high-quality, expensive and highly addictive drug is referred to as yola.

Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: Radric Davis

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