Let's pray for the people that we just lost. Let's pray for the people that we just lost. Oh! Oh, y'all think it's a game? Damn! Pistol on my side, take a finger on the jaw. Pistol on my side, leave a nigga on his side. Pistol on my side, talkin' bout the Omicron. Pistol on my side, leave a nigga on his side. Swizzy on the beat, I beat yo' ass like Talisia. Tucci and his bitch eyes lookin' like Konichiwa. Pistol on my side, you don't want that thing to scream at ya. Laughin' when you die, boy, I'm a pistol of comedia. Pistol on my side, I ain't lyin' like the media. Clips longer than encyclopedias, you're eatin' em. Double barrel, long barrel, short barrel, medium. We ain't hittin' licks, we beatin' em, and then repeatin' em. Sugar in the coffee, sugar in the morphine. Sugar sweet-coating, it ain't purple, then I'm barfing. Gang riders die like we sittin' on Harleys. Let the thing talk like it's sittin' on Maury. Good, good, too good in my doobie, I can't be stressin'. Uh, uh, uh, that bitch moody, you may leave a message. Bruh, bruh, bruh, to his chest, give him three presses. Pistol in my breech, you don't wanna get this brief flexin'. Pistol on my side, trigger finger on the jaw. Pistol on my side, trigger finger on the jaw. Pistol on my side, trigger finger on the jaw. Pistol on my side, trigger finger on the jaw. Pistol on my side, trigger finger on the jaw. Pistol on my side, trigger finger on the jaw. Pistol on my side, trigger finger on the jaw. Pistol on my side, trigger finger on the jaw. www.circlelineartschool.com