Still a Very Rare young nigga
Still a Slaughterhill nigga (I wanna see what the great Kakarot's made of)
Still a Sunrise nigga (you want me?)
Still a D Side nigga (you got me)

I think it's 'bout that time
'Bout that time we tell these niggas
I've been a nobody
I've been a member of The Fall
Let's go, y'all

Aye
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 I'm 'bout
Yes, I fucked her then made that bitch shoot her kids
Three heads like Cerberus, geeked off adrenaline
Feelin like Shaq, I'm a dunk on the pig
He dirty like Derby, she suck me like Kirby
I murder the fucker then eat on her clit
I fantisize '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
I'm down to pistol whip
Yes, I got the pistol
Yes, I got the pistol, bitch
I'm down to pistol whip

Yes, I got the pistol
Yes, I got the pistol grip
Yes, I'm down to pistol whip
I got the pistol
Yes, I got the pistol, bitch
I'm down to pistol whip

Yes, I got the pistol
Yes, I got the pistol bitch
I'm down to pistol grip
Yes, I got the pistol
Yes, I got the pistol grip
I'm down to pistol grip

Yes, I got the pistol
Yes, Tommy, the pistol grip
Yes, I'm down to pistol whip
Yes, I'm down to pistol
Yes, I'm down to pistol grip
I got the pistol, bitch
Yes, I got the pistol