lirik lagu m'zayy - pistol
outside been getting wicked, that’s why i keep a pistol (pew pew)
can’t be around no fakes baby i’m too official (too official)
smoking on all this za, maybe it’s cooling my mental (cooling my mental)
soon as i solve a problem, it be another issue (another issue)
tae always making a mess (making a mess)
bro ask me how not to care, what’s in my cup it’s yak (it’s yak)
say you done but once i’m done, it ain’t no doublin’ back (back)
my flag green, your flag red but you ain’t reppin’ a set (set)
f~ck n~ggas poppin’ my back
weren’t on me p’s, weren’t on my q’s i gotta do better than that (better that that)
was that your b~tch, now she my trick, you gotta be quicker than that
pleasе best believе that i’m bout my cheese, but i don’t play with no rats
i call up tee, she from the d, she rather be on my sack (be on my sack)
i gotta patek and bro gotta patek, now they wanna show us some love
remember them days, remember them days they wasn’t showing us love
remember the nights my pockets was tight, i hadda get on the bus
now i’m in luxury its driving itself, i got this sh~t out the mud (zoom, zoom)
outside been getting wicked, that’s why i keep a pistol (pew pew)
can’t be around no fakes baby i’m too official (too official)
smoking on all this za, maybe it’s cooling my mental (cooling my mental)
soon as i solve a problem, it be another issue (another issue)
tae always making a mess (making a mess)
bro ask me how not to care, what’s in my cup it’s yak (it’s yak)
say you done but once i’m done, it ain’t no doublin’ back (back)
my flag green, your flag red but you ain’t reppin’ a set (set)
my baby like ruby no rose
here some money for your nails, i like when they matching ya toes
the way that she look in my eyes, she tryna sn~tch my soul (sn~tch, sn~tch)
know that she want me to stay, i gotta get back onna road (back onna road)
i do the boy like rick (boy like rick)
make the n~gga don’t exist
shut up n~gga you a b~tch (b~tch, b~tch)
smoke a n~gga like a vick (vick, vick)
pour a line than reminisce
throw my ex in a ditch
should have know she a trish
i gave her back to the streets (f~ck dat b~tch)
outside been getting wicked, that’s why i keep a pistol (pew pew)
can’t be around no fakes baby i’m too official (too official)
smoking on all this za, maybe it’s cooling my mental (cooling my mental)
soon as i solve a problem, it be another issue (another issue)
tae always making a mess (making a mess)
bro ask me how not to care, what’s in my cup it’s yak (it’s yak)
say you done but once i’m done, it ain’t no doublin’ back (back)
my flag green, your flag red but you ain’t reppin’ a set (set)
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