PISTOL PACCIN lyrics

[Intro: Project Pat & NLE Choppa]
(Hahahaha)
Pistol packin', never slackin', b*tch— killer— killer
Pistol— Pistol packin', never slackin', b*tch smackin' killer
(28 sh*t)
Pistol packin', never slackin', b*tch— killer— killer
Pistol— Pistol packin', never slackin', b*tch smackin' killer (Ayy)

[Verse 1: NLE Choppa]
Two things I never seen, a n*gga 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 sh*t
Like a blunt, we face sh*t (Come on)
n*gga lace sh*t, keep your shoes tight
Know some n*ggas tripped, they couldn't run right
You throw fits and we throw bullets out the stick, you a b*tch, I'm a real n*gga
He a mama boy, jumped off the porch, know a n*gga had to babysit him, on God
Knock weight off a n*gga like a BBL
Slide all day like a CDL ('L)
Heart skip a beat like a CD player (Player)
f*ck a classy b*tch, I want a ratchet b*tch, give me a city girl (Period)
I'm cappin', f*ck, tell Dre I'm a shell, let a young n*gga rock her world, come on (I'm serious)
Wrist glisten, chain glisten like my manners trippin', uh
Memphis n*gga, talk with a slur, she say my grammar different, uh
Police come get me, my name Benny, n*gga, I wasn't in it, uh
f*ck the judge, n*gga, I'm illiterate, I be dodgin' the sentences
[Chorus: NLE Choppa & BigXthaPlug]
Pistol packin', never lackin', run up, get your issue (Brrt)
Guns clappin', pus*y grabbin', Donald Trump militia (I'm on it, brrt)
Pants saggin', mama naggin' like, who raised a n*gga?
My b*tch like a Backwood (Ayy), your ho like a Swisher (On God)

[Verse 2: BigXthaPlug]
b*tch, 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, n*gga, 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 fifty K, spent thirty on my dentist
Upped a twenty on my image, like three K Wock' for my kidney
I was just broke than a b*tch, 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
n*ggas fake, so it's best that I have it
Told the last b*tch I hit she was average
But my new b*tch, I swear she the baddest
You know, then you know I'm from Dallas
The home of the Mavericks, so n*gga, you know we—
[Chorus: NLE Choppa]
Pistol packin', never lackin', run up, get your issue (Brrt)
Guns clappin', pus*y grabbin', Donald Trump militia (I'm on it, brrt)
Pants saggin', mama naggin' like, who raised a n*gga?
My b*tch like a Backwood, your ho like a Swisher (On god)

[Outro: NLE Choppa]
Brrt