Pistol On My Side (P.O.M.S.)

(альбом: POISON - 2018)

[Swizz Beatz & Lil Wayne:]
Let's pray for the people that we just lost (yeah)
Goddammit! Say...
Woo! Woah! Oh!

[Lil Wayne:]
Pistol on my side, trigger finger on the job
Pistol on my side, trigger finger on the job
Pistol on my side, leave a nigga on his side
Mr. Always High, but nigga, you can call me "Slime"

Dripping Avianne, Fiji, I'm a water slide
Pockets fatter than a greedy nigga on a diet
Nina on my side, but she say you can call her "Nine"
Divas on my side, so many they could form a line
Strippers on my side and I got 'em performing live
Hot girl in the bed and she prefer the warmer side
Pistol on my side, I'm talking 'bout the Army kind
Cita, that's my moms, only had her and father time
Pistol on my side, you don't wanna hear it harmonize
Numbers don't lie, the Number One Stun never mind
Tunechi in this bitch, eyes looking like Konnichiwa
Swizzy on the beat, I'ma beat it like policia
Burr, burr, burr, man the Uzi needs speech lessons
Pistol in my briefs, you don't wanna get this brief message
Here we go, here we go
Oh, oh, y'all think it's a game (yeah)

Pistol on my side, trigger finger on the job
Pistol on my side, leave a nigga on his side
Pistol on my side, talking 'bout the Army kind
Pistol on my side, leave a nigga on his side

[Lil Wayne & Swizz Beatz:]
Swizzy on the beat, I beat your ass it like policia
Tunechi in this bitch, eyes looking like Konnichiwa
Pistol on my side, you don't want that thing to scream at ya
Laughing when you die, boy, my pistol a comedian (brr)
Pistol on my side, now he lying like the media
Clips longer than encyclopedias, you're reading 'em
Double barrel, long barrel, short barrel, medium (brr)
We ain't hitting licks, we beating 'em and then repeating 'em
Sugar in the coffee, sugar in the Morphine
Sugar sweet codeine, it ain't purple, then I'm barfing
Gang ride or die, like we sitting on Harley's (skrt)
Let the thing talk like it's sitting on Maury (burr)
Good, good, too good, in my doobie, I can't be stressing
Ugh, ugh, ugh, that bitch moody, you may leave a message
Plll-plll-plll to his chest, give him three presses
Pistol in my briefs, you don't wanna get this brief message
Here we go! Weezy!

[Lil Wayne:]
Pistol on my side, trigger finger on the job...