C4 - Pistol In The Party lyrics

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C4 - Pistol In The Party lyrics

[Verse 1] Brick Squad about to walk in here So cold I make b**h say BURR Drinkin' on lean like a ice cold beer Can't give you none, give you what got you here Diamonds so big they hurt my ear Sip codeine b**h, not Belvedere Ballin' like a n***a on his first day out You chain so little that it hurt my eye Your watch ain't real, you a goddamn lie Got some little bitty n***as, I'm a big ol' playa I can take her to you vacation Car collection, first placed it Offered 10 years and he couldn't take it Told on the whole damn operation I'm a man bruh, so I'mma stand for Everything I stand for And I'm a hound dog, kinda fragile Cause I drop down, better pipe down EA, GA, AK to the peach state And a b**h can't call me cheap skate I'm worth 20 mil on Ebay Gucci Mane ain't ballin' Young b**h that what yo mouth say [Bridge] Ain't no 1 on 1 n***a He swing, I hit you I ain't no front for fun n***a He ridin' with you, he die with you I ain't finna bite my tongue n***a Everybody know I don't f** with you And I ain't finna to go in no club n***a Unless they let me in with this slug n***a [Hook] Pistol in the party, pistol in the party They let me in the club, I brought my pistol to the party Pistol in the party, pistol in the party They let me in the club, I brought my pistol to the party [Verse 2] Bet a million dollars at a month n***a Quarter mil for a lunch n***a Hundred dollars on a blunt n***a Take care hand, don't talk n***a 200 dollars a blunt n***a This ain't what you want n***a Got rifles like I'm huntin' n***as Hand choppers and pumps n***a Lil chump change n***a keep runnin' out the mouth Then you gon' be in my trunk n***a Got a young n***a, just slump n***as But all I do is just point fingers Had the n***as fightin' like Jerry Springer Finger f** a ho with my trigger finger I know pimp n***as, I know gang bangers Same plan, different angle Want to tangle with Gucci So your life you want to gamble Got a wake for you and a funeral And you Auntie numbers like candles Big Guwap, I keep a banger Tell the truth I don't like strangers Trap game is a deadly game but I tote the pistol like Jesse James [Bridge] Ain't no 1 on 1 n***a He swing, I hit you I ain't no front for fun n***a He ridin' with you, he die with you I ain't finna bite my tongue n***a Everybody know I don't f** with you And I ain't finna to go in no club n***a Unless they let me in with this slug n***a [Hook] Pistol in the party, pistol in the party They let me in the club, I brought my pistol to the party Pistol in the party, pistol in the party They let me in the club, I brought my pistol to the party

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