This is a song about "Loud pistols"

Spoken loud they smoking out

After your hoes leave the jets' hangout

I’m gonna turn this shit up loud, so loud, so loud

We wake up, i go to work, she leave out

I’m gonna turn this shit up loud, so loud, so loud

Don't pay for that, double-mg nigga brag about

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

Ripples ripple, riffle signals like raised pistols,

Cant beat me when i come out with these pistols drawn

They swore that i was all fuckin' nuts like a gay porn

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

But then say you're from the ghetto and you're packing pistols?

Even if it's not out, bring the whole stock out

I’m gonna turn this shit up loud, so loud, so loud

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh

Pistols and fines, witness the lines of grey in the moral area