What’s yo pistol sayin pussy, i gotta talking drum If you die tonight i hope that shit dont touch your mum A before the BJ if she askin where i’m from Superfast the whip, i’m crashing if she get me drunk What’s yo pistol sayin pussy, i gotta talking drum If you die tonight i hope that shit dont touch your mum A before the BJ if she askin where i’m from Superfast the whip, i’m crashing if she get me drunk Not that horror music movie issa scary drum It’s a lil situation, imma bring the pump I was off the perk and xan, on the floor i thump Catching shawties, catching bodies, tha tha thu tha thum! Yeah yung fela kuti in the fuckin cut Yeah same nigga shoving dick in ur slut yeah Heard that shit u were talking not amused uh Kinda funny you didn’t think i’d hear the news uh All these niggas getting friendly like they bitches You wish you were dead, I’m a genie i grant wishes huh Off the top, off the shrooms, where i get vicious uh You know it’s good for your health So mind your business huh On my wunna shit, got time for no gimmicks son Pussy nigga pussy boys you some critics uh Y’all really just a bunch of akademiks sons I ain’t worried if i want it imma go get it huh I ain’t scared to die boy this body rented uh When i die i want my coffin fuckin tinted uh Even tho i’m all for the violence bring no guns Where the blades? where the knives? we just having fun When you see me outside i’m always on my ones Never with the drama yeah im just having fu What’s your pistol saying, nigga I got a talking drum Write my gun up on your list, just cause we making noise What’s your pistol saying , nigga I got a talking drum And I spray my greens, just like I’m mowing lawns You know we don’t follow rules, that’s why we breaking laws Got me dining with my demons, the shit I do for love F*ck! And we standing out the sun And these niggas begging, they was feeding me crumbs And I copped her panties cause these niggas bums Only way is up that’s why I kiss my thumb (Muah!) And she really wanna f*ck For real Shawty she don’t scream cause all she do is hum And I got your Bronzed out baby, she look just like rum And my chopper like to drum, I let him stand and talk