Letra de Pistol Paccin - NLE Choppa

(Feat. BigXthaPlug)

(Hahahaha)

Pistol packin', never slackin', bitch— killer— killer

Pistol— Pistol packin', never slackin', bitch smackin' killer

(28 shit)

Pistol packin', never slackin', bitch— killer— killer

Pistol— Pistol packin', never slackin', bitch smackin' killer (Ayy)

Two things I never seen, a nigga 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 glees (Woo)

Drac' hit, don't ask, we take shit

Like a blunt, we face shit (Come on)

Nigga lace shit, keep your shoes tight

Know some niggas tripped, they couldn't run right

You throw fits and we throw bullets out the stick, you a bitch, I'm a real nigga

He a mama boy, jumped off the porch, know a nigga had to babysit him, on God (Brrt)

Knock weight off a nigga like a BBL (L)

Slide all day like a CDL (L)

Heart skip a beat like a CD player (Player)

Fuck a classy bitch, I want a ratchet bitch, give me a city girl (Period)

I'm cappin', fuck, tell Draya Michele let a young nigga rock her world, come on (I'm serious)

Wrist glisten, chain glisten like my manners trippin', uh

Memphis nigga, talk with a slur, she say my grammar different, uh

Police come get me, my name Benny, nigga, I wasn't in it, uh

Fuck the judge, nigga, I'm illiterate, I be dodgin' sentences

Pistol packin', never lackin', run up, get your issue (Brrt)

Guns clappin', pussy grabbin', Donald Trump militia (I'm on it, brrt)

Pants saggin', mama naggin' like, who raised a nigga?

My bitch like a Backwood (Ayy), your ho like a Swisher (On God)

Bitch, 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, nigga, they gon' tell you I been spinnin'

On the street who got more killings? Know them pussies hate the feeling

Any way, I just made 50K, spent thirty on my dentist

Other twenty on my image, like 3K Wock' for my kidney

I was just broke than a bitch, now I have convos about business

Real estate and gaining interest, doubled up, ain't need a witness, uh

Think I'm a ho, come and show me, been ballin', Ginóbili, know killers that's Hoovers and Rollings

With this chopper, 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 mow it, hell 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 mama don't like it, I told her it's fashion

Niggas fake, so it's best that I have it

Told the last bitch I hit she was average

But my new bitch, I swear she the baddest

You know, then you know I'm from Dallas

The home of the Mavericks, so nigga, you know we—

Pistol packin', never lackin', run up, get your issue (Brrt)

Guns clappin', pussy grabbin', Donald Trump militia (I'm on it, brrt)

Pants saggin', mama naggin' like, who raised a nigga?

My bitch like a Backwood, your ho like a Swisher (On God)

Brrt

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