No Holster
Got a pistol with no holster
Be cautious when you approach him
Like a hunter I'll poach him
I'll put his face on a poster
Big .45 slump you over
Getting more bread than a toaster
Spreading my money like butter
I came up straight out the gutter
All these hoes ca't love em
All these bitches can't trust em
She blew my dick like a trumpet
Smoking on stupid exotic
This ain't a rental i bought it
Only bad bitches can drive it
I spend them racks when I'm shopping
If it ain't that gas i ain't copping
Smoke a whole zip in a hour
She wanna play with the powder
Im gonna tax for them dollars
My money keep getting longer
I ain't Slowing down for none of these niggas
I swear i look down on you hating ass niggas
I;m counting the money the bank getting bigger
So you can keep talking it won't make a difference
Can't steal my shine
No you won't even dim it
Don't got the time for the jokes or the gimmicks
Call up my slime get you gone in a minute
All of my people you know that they with me
I can't let them down
Why would i come this far to turn around
Building my bridges you burning them down
Jump in that water boy you finna drown
Get your body missing and i bet it won't be found
I been on a mission tryna count a hundred thou
I know they was hating they gone hate to see me now
I know they been patient
they been waiting on an album
Be cautious when you approach him
Like a hunter I'll poach him
I'll put his face on a poster
Big .45 slump you over
Getting more bread than a toaster
Spreading my money like butter
I came up straight out the gutter
All these hoes ca't love em
All these bitches can't trust em
She blew my dick like a trumpet
Smoking on stupid exotic
This ain't a rental i bought it
Only bad bitches can drive it
I spend them racks when I'm shopping
If it ain't that gas i ain't copping
Smoke a whole zip in a hour
She wanna play with the powder
Im gonna tax for them dollars
My money keep getting longer
I ain't Slowing down for none of these niggas
I swear i look down on you hating ass niggas
I;m counting the money the bank getting bigger
So you can keep talking it won't make a difference
Can't steal my shine
No you won't even dim it
Don't got the time for the jokes or the gimmicks
Call up my slime get you gone in a minute
All of my people you know that they with me
I can't let them down
Why would i come this far to turn around
Building my bridges you burning them down
Jump in that water boy you finna drown
Get your body missing and i bet it won't be found
I been on a mission tryna count a hundred thou
I know they was hating they gone hate to see me now
I know they been patient
they been waiting on an album
Credits
Writer(s): Paul Schirmer
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