Pistol Pete Lyrics

Aye

She know I can't leave without it, told her never doubt it

She just want to fuck 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 fuck 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

Fuck 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

Fuck 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