PISTOL PACKIN' (feat. BabySuess)
M'KZA
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I'm just a young mother fucker with a bankroll Now I'm ridin' through the places where you can't go And I did it all without a fucking label I'ma get it, it don't matter even if it's gettin' painful F*ck you for not seein' me that's straight up Got a new Marcedes 'cause I paid up God really ain't been giving me no layups Makin' do with what I got because I say so Pistol packin' never slackin' bitch killa Pussy slappin', 4L trappin', dope dealer Pop a cap in bitches yappin', for real-ah Pistol packin' never slackin' bitch smackin' killa The sun is up, the sun is up No wonder why my check is up You changin' up but that ain't us No wonder why my pay-stub up I spent the pay stub on a racer Meant for us, was born a playa Colder than the Himalayas Don't trust him, he gonna betray ya When you talk about the pistol packer, rapper, trapper, body catcher I don't wanna hear it, after thoughts are absent, made it faster You a capper, capper, Colin Kaepernick your bitch, Masters harass us In a ghost, I call it Casper, Casper diamonds clear as glass-ah Pistol packin' never slackin' bitch killa Pussy slappin', 4L trappin', dope dealer Pop a cap in bitches yappin', for real-ah Pistol packin' never slackin' bitch smackin' killa Pistol packin', Got the fucking pistol packin', automatic We not lackin', pick your pocket, loot your house from floor to attic Got 'em trash em, hide 'em stash em, what you got I had been had it Tell 'em what you been on, where you at 'cause I'll be there God damnit Hunnids on 'em, hunnids on 'em, hunnids and they runnin' damnit Run with 'em, gonna run with 'em, gonna run until you catch the rabbit Done with 'em, have fun with 'em, and I ain't stopping 'till I have it Just a young ass mother fucker with some money and some habits I'm just a young mother fucker with a bankroll, bankroll Ridin' through the places where you can't go, can't go Did it all without a fucking label, label Get it, it don't matter even if it's gettin' painful All these mother fucking rappers sound the fucking same I'm a breath of fresh air to the mother fucking game This is just the start little bitch, you better write the name Of Suess and KZA, duo dropping hits before the fame Duo dropping on the beat like mother fucking missiles No strings attached we got the heat, the kind of heat the sizzles We so fresh, you only fresh a little, Purple Prince with just a drizzle And we also got the mother fucking Pistol packin' never slackin' bitch killa Pussy slappin', 4L trappin', dope dealer Pop a cap in bitches yappin', for real-ah Pistol packin' never slackin' bitch smackin' killa Pistol packin' never slackin' bitch killa Pussy slappin', 4L trappin', dope dealer Pop a cap in bitches yappin', for real-ah Pistol packin' never slackin' bitch smackin' killa
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Written by: Ilijah Saiz, Marcos Knezevich
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