Pistol In The Party Lyrics

(Verse)
Brick Squad about to walk in here
So cold, a nigga bitch say burrr
Drinkin on lean like a ice-cold bear
Can’t give you none, give you what got you here
Diamonds so big they hurt my ear
Sip codeine bitch, not Belverdere
Ballin like a nigga 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 niggas, I’m a big ol playa
I can take er to you vacash
Car collision, first place
Offered 10 years and they couldn’t take it
Told them the whole damn operation
I’m a man bustin what I stand for
Everything I stand for
And I’m a hound dog, kinda fragile
Cuz I drop down, better pipe down
EA, GA, AK to the peach state
And a bitch can’t call me cheap skay
I’m worth 20 mill on E-bay
Gucci Mane ain’t ballin
Young bitch thats what yo mouth say

(Bridge)
Ain’t no 1 on 1 nigga
He swing, I hit you
I ain’t no fighting for fun nigga
He ridin with you, he die with you
I ain’t finna bite my tongue nigga
Everybody know I don’t f*ck with you
And I ain’t finna go in no club nigga
Unless they let me in with this slug nigga

(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)
Bet a million dollars in a month nigga Quarter mill for lunch nigga
Hundred dollars a blunt nigga
10k a hand, on tunk nigga
200 dollars a blunt nigga
This ain’t what you want nigga
Got rifles like I’m huntin niggas
Hand choppas and pumps niggas
You a chump change nigga
keep running out the mouth and you gone be in my trunk nigga
Got a young nigga, just slump niggas
But all I do is just point fingers
Had the niggas fightin like Jerry Springer
Thin them f*ckin hoes my trigga bang
I know pimp niggas but no gang bangers
Same plan, different angle
Wanna tango with Gucci
So yo life you wanna gamble
Got er waitin for you in the funeral
And you aunties members lighting candles
Big Guwop, I keep a banger
Tell the truth I don’t like strangers
Trap game is a deadly game but I’m tote the pistol just like Jesse James

(Bridge)
Ain’t no 1 on 1 nigga
He swing, I hit you
I ain’t no fighting for fun nigga
He ridin with you, he die with you
I ain’t finna bite my tongue nigga
Everybody know I don’t f*ck with you
And I ain’t finna go in no club nigga
Unless they let me in with this slug nigga

(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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