Pistolz & Pearlz

[Intro]
Yeah, like pistols and pearls
Pearls, pearls, hmm
[Verse]
Hmm, I like pistols and pearls
Always knew I wanted to be a thug, since a baby
Can't starve the killers and drug dealers that raised me
Choppers come with flowers, I like choppers and Daisy's
Walk like , a mill' a day, I'm sippin' syrup
If they don't give me my flowers, I'm just gon' take 'em out the dirt
Growin' up, ain't have shit, all this, I hit one, just to splurge
Tryna make it out this bitch, ain't give my mother everythin' she deservе
I made a rapper bad off of calve of gold
Kickеd down an old lady to get that sack, I snatched the ho'
Half-a-mill' in this account, for this amount, I'll tag a toe
I can't up him, just withdraw it, so I done robbed the bitch real slow
And all my bitches do Percs, I'm quick to pull a bad bitch, I'm very
Break up with her soon as I get the mother****er pregnant
'Cause I'm just gon' spoil the bitch anyway
Uh, robbed the jewelry store with a purse
'Cause the most sufficient for all this shit that I'm stealin'
Weird check, listen, check, can't **** the witness
I've been a real nigga, laid up, and I
Have you ever seen a killer in a skirt?
I like pistols and pearls, I like pistols and pearls
I like pistols and pearls, I like pistols and pearls
And guns and roses, I like choppers and flowers
And choppers and baggies, bitch, uh, just hit a lick
Just hit a lick and gave the diamonds to my bitch
I just snapped, ain't no cap, all I rap, real events
That true limitation, all around the stove and I was a jit
And I'm still hittin' licks
Authorizin' while it's rivals, make that road, then I sprint
Young nigga, I got old, still got pearls
Stacked with some cash, when I was doin' dirt
Finna give it to my mama, on her fifty-first
If they don't give me my flowers, I'ma just snatch them out the dirt
Smokin', that's my big brother Cool
I was thirteen with a book bag full of credit card soldiers
Sometimes I still might jack me a car
Hit the parkin' garage and pull off with a rope
I like beautiful girls and pistols and pearls
And bustdown [?] chokers
I like guns and roses, Rolls Royce horses, Plain Jane Rolex voices
And Draco's and any lines, G, I ain't no
Lovin' woke, that's lost, can't have peace without no violence
I don't smoke the bodies, I don't rep the niggas
Send that nigga a rose in his DM, bitch, I'm gon' kill you
You know what I'm sayin'?
If I send you a rose, a dead flower
A rose, any kind of rose, a Daisy, whatever
Bitch, you gon' die, you gon' die soon
Yeah, you might die, you might die soon
You gon' die, bitch, I'm gon' kill you
Yeah, choppers and chocolate and AK's and dead flowers
And guns and roses and pistols and pearls
And pistols and pearls and pistols and pearls
And pearls and chocolates and Daisy's and Draco's, let me in the line
With pistols and pearls, with pistols and pearls
A chopper, yeah