Pistol Pete
Almighty FO
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Aye She know I can't leave without it, told her never doubt it She just want to f*ck me cause' a nigga in his bag She don't even love me, break her heart I left her sad And it ain't a bitch that I ain't already had She let me Beat It cause' she Michael Jackson, Bad These niggas tellin' on they selves like they on Vlad My niggas loyal switchin' up a problem I ain't had Don't post that boy up on the TL we don't f*ck with rats He said he gon' catch me lackin', but I no I'm ever lackin' Always pistol packin', you know I keep a ratchet I feel like Pistol Pete Matter of fact I ball like Magic how I feel like Steve Finna go and do the dash ain't no catchin' me I break her off like a leash No I can't sign no deal, don't care what they offering me I feel like I'm Durk, please don't get put on a shirt I fucked her good off a perc Got her on locked like I'm Kurt All of these bitches gon' lurk All of these bitches gon' flirt Hop in my bag then hop on my space shirt then I leave the earth I got her mad, I told her I needed space and now that bitch hurt These rap niggas sad, I'm in the stu everyday I'm puttin' in work I'm dodging these hoes like I'm Floyd She calling my phone I'm getting annoyed We smoking loud we in Illinois These niggas quiet ain't making no noise I feel like I'm Durk cause' I got the voice I'm making her wet I'm making her moist I cannot snitch that's cause' that's not a choice You know how we roll just like a Royce I put the Henny on Ice, in the stu and I'm high as a kite In the stu strapped up like a dyke She let me hit you ain't hittin' right I hit it first like Ray J, shout out to Davy my DJ Made a flick with yo hoe it's on replay This Dussé not no EJ Gotta stay up on my P's and Q's Always winnin' you know I can't lose F*ck the opps I can't call no troops It's real exotic you can smell the fumes I'm high out my body yeah I'm off the shrooms F*ck her up at Miller Beach and left her at the dunes Boy you better not beef with me cause' boy you know you doomed Just link with your main bitch and she send me nudes on Zoom I'm in love with all my hoes I swear I can't choose I swear I can't lose Ain't shit I got to prove Bitch I got Versace money and I'm fresh just like the first day of school I got all types of money, Benjamin Button from old to new
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