Lyrics Pistol Poppin' (feat. Switch Tha Weirdoo) [Remix] - Patient Zer0

Yo Patient Zer0 you crazy for this one
It's ya boy Switch Tha Weirdoo
So Tha Weirdoo wanna come turn up
So Tha Weirdoo wanna get cocky now
Eating these beats for the carrots
But still never smoke that broccoli, wow
Chains swinging mean like it's Pacquiao
Polish it off like my sake, yow
Writing these rhymes 'till I'm blind from the shine I play the Apollo like Rocky, huh
Swear to Christ that these haters light
They wanna say I'm nice when they in my face
Then they with they homies and saying they wanna fight like
Bitch better get back in your place
Acting like I ain't yo hero
Ns be wining with no vino
Bugging the kid like I'm Shino, Zer0
Packing the raps in his genomes, we know
Ain't no hoe n that's rocking these dresses and pimpin these purses amount to a threat
Yo vagina's sore, so you want a war
But ain't no carnivores in your set
So that means that you ain't ready for the beef ready for the heat?
Man I hope your hips be hopping
If you wanna stop two beasts on the beats then
I promise you ns better be pistol poppin'

(Yeah hoe) They pistol poppin
(Yeah hoe) They pistol poppin
(Yeah hoe) They pistol poppin
Damn them boys just pistol poppin
(Yeah hoe) They pistol poppin
(Yeah hoe) They pistol poppin
(Yeah hoe) They pistol poppin
Damn them boys just pistol poppin

Hahahahaha Zer0
If I ain't fuckin with you boy I won't lie
I will cut ties like an ex back in '03, 4, or 5
And yeah I got a stutter I'm sayin' I hardly know her
But I might've fu-fu-fu-fu-fucked her, yeah
Turnin back the clock like it's March 8th
Never met another brother cold as me
And if you take me to Antartica you might even say
Let me see that frozen bear please
Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, yeah bitch
If my rent paid I ain't talking like I'm average
Got my 12s on now I'm walking like a savage
Got the ice on my wrist now I got water dripping off me
Can't sell my soul cuz the devil wanna take me
To the bar, to the crib, to dogs, to the Benz
I ain't wanna go just to have all this shit
I wanna make my wealth, take myself
Back to the booth where I made myself into who I am today
What will my God say
Cuz I been rapping this shit
Cussing back to back on this shit
Like fuckin these bitches and women and shit
God damn, I'm feeling myself
God damn, I'm killing this shit
And Switch, man
Damn we gotta go shit on all they heads for the first time
Boss time
Got a couple bars wrapped in gold for the lost time
Gotta duck ya head when I'm aiming with the Glock 9
Damn them boys just pistol poppin
They ain't got no time to stop em
Boy we load our minds and cock back
No cap nobody can really really fight back

(Yeah hoe) They pistol poppin
(Yeah hoe) They pistol poppin
(Yeah hoe) They pistol poppin
Damn them boys just pistol poppin
(Yeah hoe) They pistol poppin
(Yeah hoe) They pistol poppin
(Yeah hoe) They pistol poppin
Damn them boys just pistol poppin
(Yeah hoe) They pistol poppin
(Yeah hoe) They pistol poppin
(Yeah hoe) They pistol poppin
Damn them boys just pistol poppin
(Yeah hoe) They pistol poppin
(Yeah hoe) They pistol poppin
(Yeah hoe) They pistol poppin
Damn them boys just pistol poppin