Pistol Grippin

Lyrics: Jamelle Lillard/Stacey Leigh/Christopher Winston II Music: Jamelle Lillard/Stacey Leigh/Christopher Winston II
Hook: (Kidd Crash / Jamelle L. Lillard) I’m just a wild boy Pistol gripping Panty dropping nigga Don’t call me on my phone If it ain’t about that Skrilla I know she wanna bone When get through cooking dinner Call me king kong Cause da trap can go gorillaz I’m just a wild boy Pistol gripping Panty dropping nigga Don’t call me on my phone If it ain’t about that Skrilla I know she wanna bone When get through cooking dinner Call me king kong Cause da trap can go gorillaz
Verse: Stacy It’s 3019 And I’m back on the scene I’m like **** you weak niggas & Bitches I didn’t mean Any of the stuff back then Got me looking like What the **** Who The **** Who The **** is this Blowing steam my way Steam my way ha! They better quit You never know it might just Be one of those days When I’m blowing radiation Your way They screaming ready They screaming rec They screaming rec It’s a silly F ing game to play I’m talking chopping you up Blowing you up Leaving you in a field Of pretty wild flowers Yeah that’s just how I feel And Stacy thats a little to much much She only a mut mut She’s only a mut Well I’m a moxies broad And that means that a girl like me Got great big balls Now here’s an allegation Photos testing on hate ration And there won’t be no discrimination
Hook: (Kidd Crash / Jamelle L. Lillard) I’m just a wild boy Pistol gripping Panty dropping nigga Don’t call me on my phone If it ain’t about that Skrilla I know she wanna bone When get through cooking dinner Call me king kong Cause da trap can go gorillaz I’m just a wild boy Pistol gripping Panty dropping nigga Don’t call me on my phone If it ain’t about that Skrilla I know she wanna bone When get through cooking dinner Call me king kong Cause da trap can go gorillaz
Verse: Woulf Huh you can call me Rick James Freaky ass She rides My dick Like a slave You can never complain When stuff get laid in the game Always hate when you’re breathing and cry when you up in the grave Bitch I’m a dog Nigga Pistol packing Bad Bitch Mackin Went to nutty on Bitch And my Drunk Ass Then hit the mattress Finna put momma in a palace And this ish magic automatic And I’m cop that G Wagon Panoramic that my fashion My blunt so gigantic Like galactic make my B cough right at it Yo ho tryna ride Girly inside heard my stuff metallic My shows go bananas Me and Crash back to back don’t panic I just got my ah to get your ah Baby girl speak my language Feeling like this Never I switch Nothing I miss I don’t hype ish **** on my chick Light on my wrist Paint on my hip Yep I might grip Stack up new chips Been a nuisance Not a human I influence No delusions No illusions Big Kahuna Fit in the ruler
Hook: (Kidd Crash / Jamelle L. Lillard) I’m just a wild boy Pistol gripping Panty dropping niggas Don’t call me on my phone If it ain’t about that Skrilla I know she wanna bone When get through cooking dinner Call me king kong Cause da trap can go gorillaz I’m just a wild boy Pistol gripping Panty dropping nigga Don’t call me on my phone If it ain’t about that Skrilla I know she wanna bone When get through cooking dinner Call me king kong Cause da trap can go gorillaz
Verse: (Kidd Crash / Jamelle L. Lillard) Niggas roll on Dayton spokes Like dem folk come from dallas I know they gonna envy bro Cause they’re hearts be filled with malice I really **** with woulf He got them Bitches at the palace Niggas pockets overdrawn They better check they balance Ok ok ok I’ll stay away But my dawgs will play Got so many bars That I went to build a jail today I know a few stars So I made the space jam hooray My porch was Pakistan with a nine We would spray all day Then I turned crime Tryna mastermind Bitches in my face Going hamma time I just want a reaf Just to let it skate Dinner coming in **** up off my plate Old faces News faces Bad Bitches with front laces Causations will go crazy Like oh baby He so wavy So gone pay me Like slim shady Before I touchdown like Tom Brady In the land I’m the man With loud pack like marching band
Hook: (Kidd Crash / Jamelle L. Lillard) I’m just a wild boy Pistol gripping Panty dropping nigga Don’t call me on my phone If it ain’t about that Skrilla I know she wanna bone When get through cooking dinner Call me king kong Cause da trap can go gorillaz I’m just a wild boy Pistol gripping Panty dropping nigga Don’t call me on my phone If it ain’t about that Skrilla I know she wanna bone When get through cooking dinner Call me king kong Cause da trap can go gorillaz