text: Still a Very Rare young nigga
  Still a Slauderhill nigga
  Still a Sunrise nigga
  Still a Deepside nigga
  I think its bout that time
  Think its bout that time we tell these niggas
  Ive been a nobody
  Ive been a member of The Fall
  Let’s go, yo
  Ayy
  I am the lyrical veteran, war-struck adrenaline
  Pussy boy, who you is better than? 
  Grippin that pistol grip
  Yo bitch is submissin so I make her pistol grip 
  Murder and kill her jits
  I strike the fucker, refusin to give a shit 
  Cock in her mouth to show you what Im bout
  Yes I fucked her then made that bitch shoot her kids 
  Three heads like Cerberus, geeked off adrenaline
  Feelin like Shaq, Im a dunk on the pig
  He dirty like Derby, she suck me like Kirby
  I murder the fucker then eat on her clit
  I fantasize bout a Japanese bitch
  She fantasize about sucking my dick
  She wanna be famous for shaking her anus
  I told her to Kim K and fuck on the flick 
  I got the pistol grip 
  Im down to pistol whip, yes, I got the pistol
  Yes, I got the pistol, bitch 
  Im down to pistol whip, yes, I got the pistol
  Yes, I got the pistol grip 
  Yes, Im down to pistol whip, I got the pistol
  Yes, I got the pistol, bitch
  Im down to pistol whip, yes, I got the pistol 
  Yes, I got the pistol, bitch
  Im down to pistol grip, yes, I got the pistol
  Yes, I got the pistol grip 
  Im down to pistol grip , yes, I got the pistol 
  Yes, tommy the pistol grip
  Yes, Im down to pistol whip , yes, Im down to pistol 
  Yes, Im down to pistol grip 
  I got the pistol, bitch , yes, I got the pistol