kri$ rich - pistol play lyrics
intro
if a n-gga talk down he gon die today
yeah my n-gga yeah he really bout that pistol play
he gon spray yeah n-gga where yo momma stay
where yo kids lay? yeah that molly aye
take a n-gga hardaway, tooley hit a n-gga up like a microwave
five bands put a n-gga yeah in his grave
boy you got it made, dont cross this fade
you gon stand in line yeah for them micheal j’s
imma ride a couple lines then get paid
lil baby wanna kick it like mna
get money n-gga yeah thats my dna
we ain’t with that he say she say
middle finger up yeah to the da
n-ggas deep in the game like ea
my n-gga caught 30 charges yeah that 30 buckets
dumpin out that bucket
yeah the streets love it
now a n-gga bussin
now they call me cousin
we ain’t even blood
you talking about some sh-t we already done it
boy we stay scorin
boy you stay playin
why you rep that gang sh-t when you ain’t bang sh-t
30 clear evers everyone you came with
i cut my n-gga off he was on some lame sh-t
i stay in my own lane ain’t no lane switch
lil baby say she like how my chain drip
ynd and i yeah thats that gang sh-t
sorry lil baby yeah you can’t hang b-tch
30 hanging on my waist thats that big d-ck
p-ssy online talking yeah big sh-t
when i see you its on sight dont say sh-t
dont start sh-t won’t be sh-t
i member when they told me i wouldn’t be sh-t
i might your turn main b-tch into my side chick
yacht so big i can’t even hide it
row so fat it ain’t can’t fit my wallet
i gotta new jawn yeah she from the islands
she gon get flipped yeah like a island
my n-gga on the bank yeah still wylin
my n-gga on the band yeah still pileing
i getting the light girls that is exciting
she love when a n-gga yeah inside it
they love a n-ggas swag and now they tryna bite it
i tell lil baby come here yeah ride it
i dont no cuffin i just wanna ignite it
know im that n-gga yeah can’t deny it
she gon do what i say like simon
yeah you say bout that life i ain’t buyin
n-ggas talkin so n-ggas get indited
she got that d-ck now lil baby to intense
she know im getting racks
pockets stupid fat
i dont want the b-tch you can have her back
im in the foreign with to bittys yeah in the back
young n-gga got that bag he dont know how to act
boy you ain’t bout that life you ain’t gotta act
ol tweeting -ss n-gga yeah you internet
get that choppa and get to spitting cause they into that
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