A lot of niggas talking shit until they see my pistol
You a hearty little bitch until you see my pistol
You used to call me big, now you call me mister

I know you see that shine, bet it caught your eye
Shoot him in the back or the face, he gonna be like oh, well
My pistol, pistol
My pistol, pistol
My pistol, pistol
My pistol, pistol
Shoot him in the face, in the back

'
I know where your crib be, I know where your key is
Shoot your ass in your mansion'
Oh, shitty ass bitch, I change your ass like a pampers, though
Don't you wanna lie to me, nigga
Matter fact, nigga, don't wanna fight me neither
Blow a nigga body in half, past your leg, past your arm
Now y'all niggas handicapped'

A lot of niggas talking shit until they see my pistol
You a hearty little bitch until you see my pistol
You used to call me big, now you call me mister

I know you see that shine, bet it caught your eye
Shoot him in the back or the face, he gonna be like oh, well
My pistol, pistol
My pistol, pistol
My pistol, pistol
My pistol, pistol
Shoot him in the face, in the back

Chrome full fill, bitch bigger than me
'
Rather get caught with it than without it, bitch, you know me

A lot of niggas talking shit until they see my pistol
You a hearty little bitch until you see my pistol
You used to call me big, now you call me mister

I know you see that shine, bet it caught your eye
Shoot him in the back or the face, he gonna be like oh, well
My pistol, pistol
My pistol, pistol
My pistol, pistol
My pistol, pistol
Shoot him in the face, in the back