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(Verse)
Brick Squad to walk in here
So cold, a nigga say flip
Drinkin on lean like a bear
Cant give you none, give you what got you
so big they hurt my ear
Sip codeine bitch, not been in
Ballin a nigga on his first day I
You tryna look that I hurt my eye
Your aint real, you a goddamn lie
Got some little bit of niggas, Im a big ol
I can er to you vacash
Car collision, first
Over 10 years and couldnt take it
Told Imma hold their
Im a man what I stand for
I stand for
And Im a dog, kinda fragile
Cuz I drop down, better down
EA, GA, AK to the peach
And a bitch cant me cheap skay
Im 20 mill on E-bay
Gucci Mane aint
Young bitch so what yo say

(Bridge)
Aint no 1 on 1
He swing, I hit you
I no front for fun nigga
He with you, he die with you
I aint thinkin of bitin my nigga
know I dont fuck with you
And I aint fit to go in no club
And if you let me home with this lil

(Hook)
Pistol in the party, pistol in the
They let me in the club, I my pistol to the party
in the party, pistol in the party
They let me in the club, I brought my pistol to the

(Verse)
Bet a million dollars at a nigga
mill for a lush nigga
Hundred dollars a nigga
ay I had, dont talk nigga
200 a blunt nigga
This what you want nigga
Got riffles like Im huntin
Hand choppas and pass
Well the jumps aint
If you went another mile then you gon be in my nigga
Got a nigga, just slum niggas
But all I do is point favors
Had the niggas fightin Jerry Springer
Thin fuckin hoes my trigga bang
I know pimp niggas but no gang
Same plane, different
the tango we Gucci
So you like you a gumbo
Got er waitin for you in the row
And you add these like candles
grew up, I keep a fighter
Tell the truth I like strangers
Trap game is a deadly game but Im for his jet like btch trash

(Bridge)
Aint no 1 on 1
He swing, I hit you
I aint no front for fun
He ridin you, he die with you
I aint thinkin of my tongue nigga
Everybody know I dont with you
And I fit to go in no club nigga
And if you let me home with lil nigga

(Hook)
Pistol in the party, pistol in the
They let me in the club, I my pistol to the party
Pistol in the party, in the party
They let me in the club, I my pistol to the party
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