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Pistol Packin (Remix Ft NLE Choppa)
- (NLE Choppa)
- Hahahaha
- 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)
- (NLE Choppa)
- 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
- (NLE Choppa)
- 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)
- (Tewsly)
- (Tewsly on the track) Yuh, Pistol Packin', I got a piece of money waiting for your death.
- Drippin' in finesse, poppin' bottles, got girls takin' shots with every breath.
- Stackin' cash, make it rain, I'm a mogul in the game,
- Money, fame, and violence, the traps in my name
- Glock in my hand, I ain't afraid to let it bang,
- I'm run this madness, hear my gang? That's just me ridin' X Factor for life.
- Bitches on my jock, they know I'm running the show,
- Pullin' up in foreign whips, leveing haters real low.
- Stacks on stacks, all I see is green,
- I wear that crown, living fast paced like a machine.
- I'm the boss, don't need to answer to no motherfucka,
- Ballin' like a superstar, chilling in the sky scrapa.
- Bullets flyin', bodies droppin', in this life I'm engrained,
- Livin' fast, dyin' young, in this trap life unchained.
- I'm the cream of the crop, ain't nobody gonna take me down,
- Drippin' in diamonds, runnin' this city like a fuckin' crown.
- Anyways, this is my 5 O' Clock News Channel, Sit back relax, enjoy the show, Tewsly runs the crew
- Pistol packin', girls on deck, poppin' pills, I make it all come true
- Confident as fuck, ain't nobody stepping to this
- I'm living fast, burning cash, in a game I bliss
- I roll up, flexing like a boss, diamond shining like it's on a dance floor
- Money talks, I walk the walk, haters be crashing at my door
- Pop pop pop, that's the sound of my Glock hitting every target
- Living life loud, never back down, my flow stay charted
- (NLE Choppa)
- 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
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