Pistol's Sparkin'
Niggas get to talkin' then them pistols get to sparkin'
Niggas try to run but them bullets they be hawkin'
Speaking out his top up on my gang we gotta off him
Tell my youngin' walk up on em bitch I bet he fuckin' bam him
Fucked up in my head I be talking to my dead friends
Choppas got them titties bitch I bet it do sum damage
Niggas get one gun and feel like they is the fuckin' man
Take that nigga gun and make em watch me do my stepper dance
Shawty wanna fuck but I said just go and give me head
Don't come round playin like you tough or you might end up dead
Banging with them slimes and everything around me bleeding red
Pistol on my right and with this shit bitch I get accurate
(Mhmm, I get accurate huh get accurate yeah)
Niggas get to talkin then them pistols get to sparkin
Niggas try to run but them bullets they be hawkin
Speaking Out his top up on my gang we gotta off him
Lethal with this shit I'm telling you we can go like ten for ten
Hit a nigga block kill you and your friend
Escape from the cops in sprinter vans
Murder man put the bitch up in a trance
Sayin SLATT when I slide keep the glizzy in my pants
Steady clutching poles bitch you know I'm on go
Nigga sneak dissing don't want no smoke
Big don-dada make a nigga get gone
Introduce him to them demons let em take the nigga soul
I been rollin with them gangsters that's just for all I know
Know my niggas got my back and that shit whether right or wrong
If a nigga wanna fuck with us you better play this song
Niggas try to run but them bullets they be hawkin'
Speaking out his top up on my gang we gotta off him
Tell my youngin' walk up on em bitch I bet he fuckin' bam him
Fucked up in my head I be talking to my dead friends
Choppas got them titties bitch I bet it do sum damage
Niggas get one gun and feel like they is the fuckin' man
Take that nigga gun and make em watch me do my stepper dance
Shawty wanna fuck but I said just go and give me head
Don't come round playin like you tough or you might end up dead
Banging with them slimes and everything around me bleeding red
Pistol on my right and with this shit bitch I get accurate
(Mhmm, I get accurate huh get accurate yeah)
Niggas get to talkin then them pistols get to sparkin
Niggas try to run but them bullets they be hawkin
Speaking Out his top up on my gang we gotta off him
Lethal with this shit I'm telling you we can go like ten for ten
Hit a nigga block kill you and your friend
Escape from the cops in sprinter vans
Murder man put the bitch up in a trance
Sayin SLATT when I slide keep the glizzy in my pants
Steady clutching poles bitch you know I'm on go
Nigga sneak dissing don't want no smoke
Big don-dada make a nigga get gone
Introduce him to them demons let em take the nigga soul
I been rollin with them gangsters that's just for all I know
Know my niggas got my back and that shit whether right or wrong
If a nigga wanna fuck with us you better play this song
Credits
Writer(s): Daquan Smith
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