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nle choppa - pistol paccin lyrics

[intro: nle choppa]
hahahaha
pistol packin’, never slackin’, b+tch k!lla’+k!lla’
pistol+pistol packin’, never slackin’, b+tch smackin’ k!lla’
[?] ain’t sh+t
pistol packin’, never slackin’, b+tch k!lla’+k!lla’
pistol+pistol packin’, never slackin’, b+tch smackin’ k!lla’
(pistol+pistol packin’, never lackin’, ayy)

[verse 1: nle choppa]
two things i never seen, a n+gga named bigfoot and a ho i need (ho i need)
keep the backdoor closed, gotta’ lock it, throw away the key (throw away the key)
we can be a state away, u+turn if i ain’t got my ski
2023, we got built+in switches on them gleez (woo)
drac’ hit, don’t ask, we take sh+t
like a blunt, we face sh+t (come on)
n+gga lay sh+t, keep yo’ shoes tight
know some n+ggas trip, they couldn’t run right
you throw fits and we throw bullets out the stick, you a b+tch, i’m a real n+gga
he a momma’s boy, jumped off the porch, know a n+gga had to babysit him, on god
knock weight off a n+gga like a bbl
slide all day like a cvl (‘l)
heart skip a beat like a cd player (player)
f+ck a classic b+tch, i want a ratchet b+tch, give me a city girl
i’m cappin’, f+ck, tell dre i’m a sh+ll, let a young n+gga rock her world (come on)
wrist glisten, chain glisten, like my manners trippin’, uh
memphis n+gga, talk with a slur, she say my grammar different, uh
police come get me, my name benny, n+gga, i wasn’t in it, uh
f+ck the judge, n+gga i’m illiterate, i be dodgin’ the sentences
[chorus: nle choppa & bigxthaplug]
pistol packin’, never lackin’, run up, get yo’ issue (brrt)
guns clappin’, p+ssy grabbin’, donald trump militia (i’m on it, brrt)
pants saggin’, momma’ naggin’, like who raised a n+gga?
my b+tch like a backwood (ayy), yo’ ho like a swisher (on god)

[verse 2: bigxthaplug]
b+tch, i’m a pistol packin’, yeah, what’s crackin’? play, bet he go missin’
fully auto arp, equip the scope so i don’t miss him
ask the city ’bout me, n+gga, they gon’ tell you i been spinnin’
on the street who got more k!lla’s? know them p+ssies hate to feel me
any way, i just made 50k, spent 30 on my dentist
upped a 20 on my image, like 3k wock’ for my kidney
i was just broke ‘den a b+tch, now i have convo’s about business
real estate and gained a mistress, doubled up, ain’t need a witness, uh
think i’m a ho, come and show me
been ballin’, ginóbili, no k!lla’s, that’s hoovers and rollin’s
wit’ this choppa, i shoot like i’m kobe
so if you don’t know me, it’s best to walk light if you trollin’
600 my hood, i control it
and if you ain’t know it, just come to my block and i’ll show it
no snakes in my grass ’cause i mowed it
h+ll nah, i ain’t goin’, you kick that back door and i’m blowin’
ayy, who you know really havin’?
this pistol on me, so i’m saggin’
my momma don’t like it, i told her it’s fashion
n+ggas fake, so it’s best that i have it
topped the last b+tch i hit, she was average
but my new b+tch, i swear she the baddest
she know, then you know i’m from dallas
the home of the mavericks, so n+gga, you know we++
[chorus: nle choppa]
pistol packin’, never lackin’, run up, get yo’ issue (brrt)
guns clappin’, p+ssy grabbin’, donald trump militia (i’m on it, brrt)
pants saggin’, momma’ naggin’, like who raised a n+gga?
my b+tch like a backwood, yo’ ho like a swisher (on god)

[outro: nle choppa]
brrt

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