PISTOL PACCIN
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Pistol packin', never slackin', bitch killa'-killa'
Pistol-Pistol packin', never slackin', bitch smackin' killa'
(?) ain't shit
Pistol packin', never slackin', bitch killa'-killa'
Pistol-Pistol packin', never slackin', bitch smackin' killa'
(Pistol-Pistol packin', never lackin', ayy)
Two things I never seen, a nigga named Bigfoot and a ho I need (ho I need)
Keep the backdoor closed, gotta' lock it, throw away the key (throw away the key)
We can be a state away, U-turn if I ain't got my ski
2023, we got built-in switches on them gleez (woo)
Drac' hit, don't ask, we take shit
Like a blunt, we face shit (come on)
Nigga lay shit, keep yo' shoes tight
Know some niggas trip, they couldn't run right
You throw fits and we throw bullets out the stick, you a bitch, I'm a real nigga
He a mama's boy, jumped off the porch, know a nigga had to babysit him, on God
Knock weight off a nigga like a BBL
Slide all day like a CVL ('L)
Heart skip a beat like a CD player (player)
Fuck a classic bitch, I want a ratchet bitch, give me a city girl
I'm cappin', fuck, tell Dre I'm a shell, let a young nigga rock her world (come on)
Wrist glisten, chain glisten, like my manners trippin', uh
Memphis nigga, talk with a slur, she say my grammar different, uh
Police come get me, my name Benny, nigga, I wasn't in it, uh
Fuck the judge, nigga I'm illiterate, I be dodgin' the sentences
Pistol packin', never lackin', run up, get yo' issue (brrt)
Guns clappin', pussy grabbin', Donald Trump militia (I'm on it, brrt)
Pants saggin', mama naggin', like who raised a nigga?
My bitch like a Backwood (ayy), yo' ho like a swisher (on God)
Bitch, I'm a pistol packin', yeah, what's crackin'? Play, bet he go missin'
Fully auto ARP, equip the scope so I don't miss him
Ask the city 'bout me, nigga, they gon' tell you I been spinnin'
On the street who got more killa's? Know them pussies hate to feel me
Any way, I just made 50K, spent thirty on my dentist
Upped a twenty on my image, like 3k Wock' for my kidney
I was just broke 'den a bitch, now I have convo's about business
Real estate and gained a mistress, doubled up, ain't need a witness, uh
Think I'm a ho, come and show me
Been ballin', Ginóbili, no killa's, that's Hoovers and Rollin's
Wit' this choppa, I shoot like I'm Kobe
So if you don't know me, it's best to walk light if you trollin'
600 my hood, I control it
And if you ain't know it, just come to my block and I'll show it
No snakes in my grass 'cause I mowed it
Hell nah, I ain't goin', you kick that back door and I'm blowin'
Ayy, who you know really havin'?
This pistol on me, so I'm saggin'
My mama don't like it, I told her it's fashion
Niggas fake, so it's best that I have it
Topped the last bitch I hit, she was average
But my new bitch, I swear she the baddest
She know, then you know I'm from Dallas
The home of the Mavericks, so nigga, you know we--
Pistol packin', never lackin', run up, get yo' issue (brrt)
Guns clappin', pussy grabbin', Donald Trump militia (I'm on it, brrt)
Pants saggin', mama naggin', like who raised a nigga?
My bitch like a Backwood, yo' ho like a swisher (on God)
Brrt
Writer(s): Bryson Potts, Carl Hampton, Homer Banks, Jordan Houston, Kendall Taylor, Patrick Houston, Raymond Jackson, Xavier Landum
Copyright(s): Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, NOREMAC MEDIA GROUP, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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