letra de nameless - chalant
[verse 1]
kick back, i’m mixing up a double cup
(yea, yea, uh)
relax, if they make me made, i’ll bust them up
(if they make me mad, i bust them up)
two puffs, i’m flying high like magic bus
(yea)
like, hugh heff, got girls around that imma f-ck
(got girls around that imma f-ck)
two phones but if they call, they get the message beep
most them motherf-ckers wanna talk cause, “had enough” got heat
so leave a message please
“aye, yo, chalant! your musics trash, go turn up the heat!”
hahaha okay, imma drop a tape, get back to me
‘fore i say goodnight, i’d like to say don’t hassle me
no matter what they say, the sound we make is gonna stick
proclamate, to those who hate, y’all gotta roll and smoke a spliff
[chorus]
pistol, pistol packing, never slack, b-tch slacking k!ller
pistol, pistol packing, never slack, b-tch slacking k!ller
pistol, pistol packing, never slack, b-tch slacking k!ller
pistol, pistol, pistol, pistol, pistol, pistol, pistol, pistol
[verse 2]
kick back, i’m mixing up a double cup
(yea, yea, uh)
relax, if they make me made, i’ll bust them up
(if they make me mad, i bust them up)
two puffs, i’m flying high like magic bus
(yea)
like, hugh heff, got girls around that imma f-ck
(got girls around that imma f-ck)
they can put the sh-t on on me cause i don’t really speak with them
i don’t hold a grudge but if you do, i guess we beefing then
let them see it then
i only buy outright, they go out and lease it then
don’t got any friends, only crew and the family
she think they f-ck her right but the b-tch could never handle me
heard it all before, treat me like i knew ya
take the love so many ways, imma show you drug-a-sutra
[chorus]
pistol, pistol packing, never slack, b-tch slacking k!ller
pistol, pistol packing, never slack, b-tch slacking k!ller
pistol, pistol packing, never slack, b-tch slacking k!ller
pistol, pistol, pistol, pistol, pistol, pistol, pistol, pistol
pistol, pistol packing, never slack, b-tch slacking k!ller
pistol, pistol packing, never slack, b-tch slacking k!ller
pistol, pistol packing, never slack, b-tch slacking k!ller
pistol, pistol, pistol, pistol, pistol, pistol, pistol, pistol
[outtro]
imma lost cause
all i think is dark thoughts
when i was stabbed with the sword
i was with death but i was dead no more
giving god praise
in my dark days
never end, heard the call
leaped in the abyss and i ain’t scared of the fall
banking on that every word
what she say ain’t always heard
it’s a mantra that’s reprised
the psychopath comes when it’s darkest in the night
the psycho coming soon, what was that? you hear the call
after we was through, all the good was put on pause
room is super quiet, now your lungs are like a fire
run, run away, better hide from michael myers
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