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moneysign suede - pistol packin lyrics

[chorus: moneysign suede]
i be pistol packin’
everybody hates my actions
i love benjaman franklins
n+gga, you a [?] but you jackin’
i’ll slap a n+gga up if he taxin’
fendy belt, but a n+gga still saggin’
why the f+ck everybody always cappin’?
[?] got a n+gga snappin’

[verse 1: moneysign suede]
i’m still on sh+t, hitting l!cks
all my n+ggas flex
b+tch, it is what it is
if you don’t love me [?]
we them boys like wiz
they wanna live like this
but they don’t take no risks
they just wanna wake up rich
i had to go rob a house for new clothes
they got my snap, it was too close
i just bought a pack, i need 2 more
her ex n+gga mad, ’cause i do more
got two poles, no strippers
don’t want my [?] to get bigger
my n+gga [?], they bitter
n+gga diss me, i’ll be your k!ller
[chorus: moneysign suede]
i be pistol packin’
everybody hates my actions
i love benjaman franklins
n+gga, you a [?] but you jackin’
i’ll slap a n+gga up if he taxin’
fendy belt, but a n+gga still saggin’
why the f+ck everybody always cappin’?
[?] got a n+gga snappin’

[verse 2: ty dolla $ign]
[?] gave me insomnia, nausea
i’ve been pistol packin for i got poppin’, look
hot box in the whip, watch out for officers
real street n+gga hopped out of the porsche, now i’ve got my own offices
rich ass n+gga, richer than the ones that called me optimist
yeah, i’m a rich ass n+gga
spent 10 k on denim
sippin white, not liquor
[?] b+tch, give me a mirror

- moneysign suede lyrics

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