(The world is yours)
When I walk in
Your bitch want her lips on me and she got friends (Got friends)
Said I wouldn't make it, so I had to lock in (Lock in)
Fuck these other rappers, bitch, I'm the top ten
I don't leave with no advance, pistol make 'em do a dance, dance, dance
Pistol make 'em do a dance, dance, dance (Pistol make 'em do a dance)
Pistol make 'em do a dance, dance, dance
Pistol make 'em do a dance, dance, dance (Pistol make 'em do a dance)
Pistol make 'em do a
Fuck around and make your whole trap jump
In the back with a MAC and the pistol wrapped up (Wrapped up)
I'm the best, I don't need to catch up
If your bitch come around, she gon' get snatched up (Snatched up)
Wack somethin', DA7 masked up
I won't catch a body, let my brother blast ya (Let my brother blast ya)
You ain't rich seven figures stacked up in the bank
I'm the reason that your BM backed up (That your BM backed up)
Uh, yeah, but I cannot relate
I like money talk, I bet your pockets they cannot relay
Too much in my cup, uh, I ain't for no love, uh
Ran up out of Saks, uh, brand new Louis cuffs, uh (Yeah, yeah)
This is DA7, bet my brothers let that stick talk
Wrist watch, yellow diamonds on me like I pissed on 'em
Take yo' bitch back, already put my lips on her
I'm breakin' Benjamin's, the diary of strips on it
When I walk in
Your bitch want her lips on me and she got friends (Got friends)
Said I wouldn't make it, so I had to lock in (Lock in)
Fuck these other rappers, bitch, I'm the top ten
I don't leave with no advance, pistol make 'em do a dance, dance, dance
Pistol make 'em do a dance, dance, dance (Pistol make 'em do a dance)
Pistol make 'em do a dance, dance, dance
Pistol make 'em do a dance, dance, dance (Pistol make 'em do a dance)
Pistol make 'em do a
Funny how she wanna fuck me
Make 'em do a dance, bullets make 'em do the dougie (Do the dougie)
Wasn't there when I was nothing
Pockets full of green and now they coming back runnin', no frontin'
Kick a bitch out like rugby, trust me
Smokin' out the pound, it gettin' musty
Bitch, I'm the sound, she said, "You must be"
Every time I drop, a hundred labels tryna hunt me (Labels tryna hunt me)
Yeah, she said she love me (Yeah, she said she love me)
She told me everything is lovely (Everything is lovely)
She said I miss the old 1nonly, but the new me make a hundred thousand monthly
When I walk in
Your bitch want her lips on me and she got friends (Got friends)
Said I wouldn't make it, so I had to lock in (Lock in)
Fuck these other rappers, bitch, I'm the top ten
I don't leave with no advance, pistol make 'em do a dance, dance, dance
Pistol make 'em do a dance, dance, dance (Pistol make 'em do a dance)
Pistol make 'em do a dance, dance, dance
Pistol make 'em do a dance, dance, dance (Pistol make 'em do a dance)
Pistol make 'em do a
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