Lyrics Young Yadda – My Pistol

My Pistol Lyrics – Young Yadda

Singer: Young Yadda
Title: My Pistol

Woke up on the floor with my pistol
Walked to the store with my pistol
Everywhere I go with my pistol
I’m gon go with my pistol

f#ck my hoe with my pistol
Bag my dope with my pistol
Won’t let go of my pistol
When it’s on I’m blowing my pistol

This is Yadda baby
I ain’t gon change for nothing
Call me Rocket baby
Yea I’ll push that button

Automatic get the dumpin
I knew he was bluffing
Cause every time we in his hood
Them n#gg#s get the running

First time on a mission
Did a hit for nothing
We was youngins on a payback
For who tried to jump us

We don’t care about your block
We don’t give f#ck bout nothing
Had a crib on the west
I use to stash my pump in

First gun I ever shot
I put some dirt up on it
I don’t hang around no virgins
Cause thеy make me noided

Talk that sh#t but you don’t livе it
Get a n#gg# cooked
Them the ones who’ll testify
And get a n#gg# booked

Even killas will get a n#gg# thrown
In the slamma
That’s why I take my chances
All alone me and my hamma

First time I seen a strap I was still in pampers
My daddy had the jammy stashed
Next to the dirty hamper
Woke up on the floor with my pistol

Walked to the store with my pistol
Everywhere I go with my pistol
I’m gon go with my pistol
f#ck my hoe with my pistol

Bag my dope with my pistol
Won’t let go of my pistol
When it’s on I’m blowing my pistol
Automatics automatics keep them whopper’s round me

Ooh that lil n#gg# crazy they be talking bout me
Keep these n#gg#s at a distance we don’t talk about me
Blow ya brains out right along
With what you thought about me

I got soldiers round me
And they on go without me
Yea these waters super deep
I’m talking ocean algae

They say I’m too legit to quit
But you know these hoes gon doubt me
I probably shot ya baby daddy b#tch
Who the f#ck your doubting

I’ll put my pistol in ya face
And make you kick his stash
You see this b#tch on my hip
Yea this b#tch is bad

What you want cig or mag
Get it to you fast
There he go tryna run yo get on his #ss
Woke up on the floor with my pistol

Walked to the store with my pistol
Everywhere I go with my pistol
I’m gon go with my pistol
f#ck my hoe with my pistol

Bag my dope with my pistol
Won’t let go with my pistol
When it’s on I’m blowing my pistol
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