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my pistol - yadda lyrics

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woke up on the floor with my pistol
walked to the store with my pistol
everywhere i go with my pistol
i’m gon go with my pistol
f*ck my hoe with my pistol
bag my dope with my pistol
won’t let go of my pistol
when it’s on i’m blowin my pistol

this is yadda baby
i ain’t gon change for nothing
call me rocket baby
yea i’ll push that b*tton
automatic get the dumpin i knew he was bluffin
cause every time we in his hood then n*ggas get the runnin
first time on a mission did a hit for nothing
we was youngin’s on the payback for who tried to jump us
we don’t care about ya block
we don’t give f*ck bout nothing
had a crib on the west i use to stash my pump in
first gun i ever shot i put some dirt up on it
i don’t hang around no virgins cause they make me noided
talk that sh*t but you don’t live it get a n*gga cooked
them the ones who’ll testify and get a n*gga booked
even k!llas will get a n*gga thrown in the slamma
that’s why i take my chances all alone me and my hamma
first time i seen a strap i was still in pampers
my daddy had the jammy stashed next to the dirty hamper
woke up on the floor with my pistol
walked to the store with my pistol
everywhere i go with my pistol
i’m gon go with my pistol
f*ck my hoe with my pistol
bag my dope with my pistol
won’t let go of my pistol
when it’s on i’m blowin my pistol

automatics automatics keep them whopper’s round me
ooh that lil n*gga crazy they be talkin bout me
keep these n*ggas at a distance we don’t talk about it
blow ya brains out right along with what you thought about me
i got soldiers round me
and they on go without me
yea these waters super deep i’m talkin ocean algae
they say i’m too legit to quit but you know these hoes gon doubt me
i probably shot ya baby daddy b*tch who the f*ck you doubting
i’ll put my pistol in your face and make you kick his stash
you this b*tch on my hip yea this b*tch is bad
what you want sig or mag
get it to you fast
there he go tryna run yo get on his ass

woke up on the floor with my pistol
walked to the store with my pistol
everywhere i go with my pistol
i’m gon go with my pistol
f*ck my hoe with my pistol
bag my dope with my pistol
won’t let go of my pistol
when it’s on i’m blowin my pistol

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