Pistolz & Pearlz

歌詞

Yeah, like pistols and pearls Pearls, pearls (Ear Drummers) Hmm, I like pistols and pearls Always knew I wanted to be a thug since a baby Thanks to all the killers and drug dealers that raised me Choppers come with flowers, I like choppers and daisies Walk like Miss Daisy A mill' a day, I'm sippin' syrup If they don't give me my flowers, I'm just gon' take 'em out the dirt Growin' up, ain't have shit, all this, I hit one, just to splurge Tryna make it out this bitch, ain't give my mama everything she deserve I made a rapper bag off cash for gold Kicked down an old lady to get that sack, I snatched the ho Half a mill' in this account, for this amount, I'll tag a toe I can't up him, just withdraw it, so I done robbed the bitch real slow And all my bitches do Percs I'm quick to put a bad bitch on bedrest Break up with her soon I get the motherfucker pregnant 'Cause I'm just gon' spoil the bitch anyway Uh, robbed the jewelry store with a purse 'Cause the most sufficient for all this shit that I'm stealin' WIC check, listen, check, K, fuck the witness I'll be a real nigga later when I get away with it Have you ever seen a killer in a skirt? I like pistols and pearls, I like pistols and pearls I like pistols and pearls, I like pistols and pearls And guns and roses, I like choppers and flowers and choppers and baggies, bitch Uh, just hit a lick Just hit a lick, then gave the diamonds to my bitch I just snapped, ain't no cap, all I rap real events Statute of limitations, I robbed a lot of stores when I was a jit And I'm still hittin' licks Authorizin' while it's rivals, make that road, then I sprint Young nigga, I got old gold, still got pearls stacked with some cash when I was doin' dirt Finna give it to my mama on her fifty-first If they don't give me my flowers, I'ma just snatch 'em out the dirt Smokin', ask my big brother Cool, I was thirteen with a bookbag full of credit card soldiers Sometimes I still might jack me a car, hit the parkin' garage and pull off with a Rover I like beautiful girls and pistols and pearls and bust down rose set chokers I like guns and roses, Rolls-Royce horses, plain jane Rolex voices And Dracos and any lines, GI, ain't no man-made diamonds Love and war, that's lost, can't have peace without no violence I don't smoke the bodies, I don't rep the niggas Send that nigga a rose in his DM, bitch, I'm gon' kill you You know what I'm sayin'? If I send you a rose, a dead flower A rose, any kind of rose, a daisy, whatever Bitch, you gon' die, you gon' die soon Yeah, you might die, you might die soon You gon' die, bitch, I'm gon' kill you Yeah Choppers and chocolate and AKs and dead flowers And guns and roses and pistols and pearls And pistols and pearls and pistols and pearls And pearls and choppers and daisies and Dracos and then the lines Pistols and pearls and pistols and pearls and choppers and- yeah