Pistol Pete

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