Pistol Grip
Locked down for a min they tried to shackle me
Get busy with them glizzies when it's time
That's how you handle beef
They in the car with me
Dying if they sliding on the gwop
That's how it's post to be
He ain't have no manners he went Prada
Then went Birkin bag
He ain't have nun now all of sudden
That nigga go bricks and bags
I don't know nun gotta get money
Yeah gotta get cash
Been catching plays leaving residue
In my white jag
I been trappin like a damn fool okay, okay
They must think this broke shit
Bool or some okay okay
I don't need no dope to get in that mood okay, okay
I can't wait I slide the same day okay, okay
I can't drive that coupe slow nigga I gotta drive it fast
I done been to Saks a thousand times I ain't seen no tags
I'm just waiting on em to say
They touch down with the pack
Better hurry up and buy they sellin out fast
I know how it go these niggas
Can't wait to cross you out
Put a 50 on yo head and let them young niggas
Come take you out
Nigga I'm in the game and I'm hot
How you gone take me out
Thought he had me figured out
I switched it up and took another route oh yeah, yeah
Locked down for a min they tried to shackle me
Get busy with them glizzies when it's time
That's how you handle beef
They in the car with me
Dying if they sliding on the gwop
That's how it's post to be
He ain't have no manners he went Prada
Then went Birkin bag
He ain't have nun now all of sudden
That nigga go bricks and bags
I don't know nun gotta get money
Yeah gotta get cash
Been catching plays leaving residue
In my white jag
He on the porch he like to trap with the lights off
Fuck you and yo click you just a bitch
I wanna see what the hype bout
She wanna fuck we in the Porsche
Yeah this just the hideout
We in Allure we wanna score
Ain't no way I can go foul out
When he was young n thuggin
Pistol gripper catch me in my prime
Pussy nigga better not make me mad
I might just pistol whip em
All against us he want me to believe
That we can beat the system
Locked down for a min they tried to shackle me
Get busy with them glizzies when it's time
That's how you handle beef
They in the car with me
Dying if they sliding on the gwop
That's how it's post to be
He ain't have no manners he went Prada
Then went Birkin bag
He ain't have nun now all of sudden
That nigga go bricks and bags
I don't know nun gotta get money
Yeah gotta get cash
Been catching plays leaving residue
In my white jag
Get busy with them glizzies when it's time
That's how you handle beef
They in the car with me
Dying if they sliding on the gwop
That's how it's post to be
He ain't have no manners he went Prada
Then went Birkin bag
He ain't have nun now all of sudden
That nigga go bricks and bags
I don't know nun gotta get money
Yeah gotta get cash
Been catching plays leaving residue
In my white jag
I been trappin like a damn fool okay, okay
They must think this broke shit
Bool or some okay okay
I don't need no dope to get in that mood okay, okay
I can't wait I slide the same day okay, okay
I can't drive that coupe slow nigga I gotta drive it fast
I done been to Saks a thousand times I ain't seen no tags
I'm just waiting on em to say
They touch down with the pack
Better hurry up and buy they sellin out fast
I know how it go these niggas
Can't wait to cross you out
Put a 50 on yo head and let them young niggas
Come take you out
Nigga I'm in the game and I'm hot
How you gone take me out
Thought he had me figured out
I switched it up and took another route oh yeah, yeah
Locked down for a min they tried to shackle me
Get busy with them glizzies when it's time
That's how you handle beef
They in the car with me
Dying if they sliding on the gwop
That's how it's post to be
He ain't have no manners he went Prada
Then went Birkin bag
He ain't have nun now all of sudden
That nigga go bricks and bags
I don't know nun gotta get money
Yeah gotta get cash
Been catching plays leaving residue
In my white jag
He on the porch he like to trap with the lights off
Fuck you and yo click you just a bitch
I wanna see what the hype bout
She wanna fuck we in the Porsche
Yeah this just the hideout
We in Allure we wanna score
Ain't no way I can go foul out
When he was young n thuggin
Pistol gripper catch me in my prime
Pussy nigga better not make me mad
I might just pistol whip em
All against us he want me to believe
That we can beat the system
Locked down for a min they tried to shackle me
Get busy with them glizzies when it's time
That's how you handle beef
They in the car with me
Dying if they sliding on the gwop
That's how it's post to be
He ain't have no manners he went Prada
Then went Birkin bag
He ain't have nun now all of sudden
That nigga go bricks and bags
I don't know nun gotta get money
Yeah gotta get cash
Been catching plays leaving residue
In my white jag
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Writer(s): Demario Scott, Ryan Hill
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