[Intro] Still a Very Rare young n***a Still a Slaughterhill n***a Still a Sunrise n***a Still a D. Side n***a I think it's bout that time 'Bout that time we tell these n***as I've been a nobody I've been a member of the Fall Let's go, y'all Aye [Verse 1] I am the lyrical veteran War-struck adrenaline p**y boy who you is better than Grippin that pistol grip Yo' b**h is submissin' so I make her pistol grip Murder and k** her jits I strike the f**er refusin' to give a sh** co*k in her mouth to show you what I'm bout Yes I f**ed her then made that b**h 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 s** me like kirby I murder the f**er then eat on her clit I fantisize 'bout a Japanese b**h She fantasize about s**ing my dick She wanna be famous, for shaking her an*s I told her to Kim K and f** on the flip [Hook] I got the pistol grip I'm down to pistol whip Yes, I got the pistol Yes, I got the pistol b**h 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, b**h I'm down to pistol whip Yes I got the pistol Yes I got the pistol b**h 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, b**h Yes I got the pistol