Pistol

Yeah, bitch, gang

Yeah

Yeah, we don't need no keys

Sit on the beat like Alicia Keys

I got your bitch, all I need

I'm throwing six, I'm throwing three

Ay, nigga, know I'm throwing game

Ay, brr, give me that outfit

Brr, nigga, give me that chain

Can't come on the block, nigga, you ain't gang

He got rolled up, flame

Ay, I'm on everything

On a opp block, want every brain

I don't give a fuck nigga 'bout that fame

That nigga play, this shit I tweet

All party draw that sound tweet

When it's in the rain in my sleep

Ay, you'd call me, he felt that heat

My young nigga heart is on that beat

Ay, for the bro, nigga know I creep

We left for dead by that creek

He told it all ain't close to beat

I see police, beef, beef

I spot a opp, I clutch heat

This nigga know I had beef

Uh, I like, put them up, nigga, I almost hit 'em

Put 'em inside that wheel, I almost flipped

They caught three of us, I caught a truck

That mini truck, I ain't gon' miss 'em

I got seen pride, too, I got pissed

I'm on that court, nigga, I dribble

Ride to that bitch, I had to swerve her