Lil Tjay — Pistol On Me

[Intro] Grrt, bap, bap (Bap) Only child (Grrt) Oh-oh, yeah SB [Verse 1] Pistol on my side, can't a nigga catch me slippin' (Skrrt) If you think that I ain't grippin' then you're really out of luck (Grrt) JonJon on my blood brother, he throws double C's up (Brrat) Me, I'm from the third, SB throw them 3's up (SB, SB) Got an AP just to flex, lot of carats on my neck Seventeen so don't forget, on my way to be the best (Woah, woah, woah) I'll still cop that new Patek, freein' in that new Corvette ('Vette) Foreign footers when I step, for real (Ayy) Got a shooter to my left, Nina talk she knows what’s best (What?) Every time she passes the test, I be tryna use her less I been tryin to progress, locked in it ain't no rest Please don't try to disrespect, I call my shooters and get you wet [Chorus] Oh-oh, I want six watches, it's gon' take time I don't care for nobody but me and mine (Bratt) Fuck me a opp thot, bust on her spine Hennessy up in my cup, I ain't drinking wine [Bridge] I'ma hit the road soon, I'ma bring my bro goons Everybody trained to go, I ain't finna hold you 'Fore a nigga act member what I had told you You don't wanna have them surgeons open up and close you (Brr) Drive by’s, foreign V’s, everybody mobile Half the time I’m in the Bronx still could catch me local (Gang) Ever since a young nigga, I'm the take to poke with it Now I’m dropping 10-bands flat time to smoke you [Chorus] Oh-oh, I want six watches, it's gon' take time I don't care for nobody but me and mine Fuck me a opp thot, bust on her spine Hennessy up in my cup, I ain't drinking wine [Verse 2] I be on the corner where them dealers at (Bratt-bratt) Y'all always screaming what y'all bout but where them killers at? Our side where it’s realer at, faded I'on feel a flat Lot of niggas talking on the 'gram we gon' deal with that (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Double R, we cruise with it White butter, smooth with it (Smooth) Know these niggas wanna catch me sleep, so I move with it (Move) Cruisin' thru the opp-side, wonder why the block's dry (Wet) Ain't nobody tryna be around when them shots fly (When them shots fly) SB, the team with it, .40 got a beam with it We ain't leaving police no shells, 'cause we clean with it (No, no, no) Youngest on that gang shit, see a nigga bang shit (Yeah) Don't you think we playing no games 'cause this fame shit? [Outro] Oh-oh Yeah Oh-oh Yeah SB