Lyrics:
relax, I took care of it (took care of it?) I got it, I got it (fuck you did nigga?) I had the metra' I shot the place I was packin' the Mac in the back
Pistol packin, never slackin bitch killa, killa Pistol, pistol packin, never slackin bitch smackin killa, killa Pistol packin, never slackin bitch
I'm packin' packin' I'm packin' up got enough This woman talk I took to much I'm packin' up gonna leave this woman here She like to cook beans
at the swag 'n gold That Im just packin' hoe Pistol packin', never slackin', bitch killa, killa (Alright) Pistol, pistol packin', never slackin', bitch smackin
So if I give up (yes, I'm packin' up) Movin' out of the town (movin' out of the town) Packin' up (yes, I'm packin' up) Movin' out of the town (movin'
Pacman pacman pacman (pacman) Pacman pacman packin (packin) Pacman pacman pacman (pacman) Pacman pacman pacman (packin) I eat the ghost like pacman
Oh shit, what up Dre, N.O.C, Sway-Z Blunt rollin', gun totin', pistol packin Never fall in a trap, but everyday I'm out here trappin Blunt rollin',
Pistol packin', never slackin', bitch killa, killa. Pistol, pistol packin', never slackin', bitch Killa, killa. Pistol packin', never slackin', bitch
Always been rapping and packin it Raised in kottayam Always been, Always been Always been rappin and packin it Raised in kottayam Chekkanmar callin
Pistel packin Never slacking Big Scale’la Killa Pistel packin Never slacking Big Scale’la Killa Pistel packin Never slacking Big Scale’la Killa
Lay that pistol down. Pistol packin' mama Lay that pistol down. Oh, she kicked out my windshield And she hit me over the head. She cussed
Lay that pistol down, Babe. Lay that pistol down. Pistol packin mama Lay that pistol down. Oh, drinkin beer in a cabaret Was I havin fun!
Lay that pistol down, babe Lay that pistol down Pistol packin' mama Lay that pistol down Oh, drinkin' beer in a cabaret Was I havin' fun!
I'm packin' a bowl and taking a puff I'm on a roll and loving this stuff I'm packin' a bowl and strolling on down to Stoneytown Whether it's glass
Stackin' money Boy, I'm stackin' G's I stack it like a G I stack it nice and neat Yeah (Ugh) Tucked by my hip I'm packin' heat (Packin') Call me
hannin' We gettin to the money we run it up and bring them racks in (We bring them racks in) I can't trust nobody I'm pistol packin' (I'm pistol packin') If
Pistol, Pistol packin' Never slackin' Bitch smackin' killah Pistol, Pistol packin' Never slackin' Bitch smackin' killah Pistol, Pistol packin' Never
one spot This shit hot, make a hit 'til I drop, ayy Supernova shit, what I spit's galactic, ayy (Bitch I stay) "Pistol packin', never slackin', bitch
Lay that pistol down, babe, lay that pistol down, Pistol-packin' mama, lay that pistol down. Lay that pistol down, babe, lay that pistol down,
I've been trappin' with some trappers We've been trappin', gettin' to it Young niggas pistol packin' I've been trappin' with some trappers We've
Lay that pistol down, Babe. Lay that pistol down. Pistol packin' mama Lay that pistol down. Oh, drinkin' beer in a cabaret Was I havin' fun!
Lay that pistol down, babe, lay that pistol down Pistol packin' mama, lay that pistol down Oh, drinkin beer in a cabaret, was I havin' fun Until
hoes and I'm packin' fo' fo's Still tippin' on four fours wrapped in fo' vogues Tippin' on fo' fo's wrapped in fo' vogues Tippin' on fo' fo's wrapped
hoes and I'm packin' fo' fo's Still tippin' on four fours wrapped in fo' vogues Tippin' on fo' fo's wrapped in fo' vogues Tippin' on fo' fo's wrapped
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