This is a song about "Loud pistols"

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

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

I'll come swinging from a vine, shooting two pistols

Took her to the club bought her three more bottles

Let you niggas know milita my gang, mcn if you was thinkin’ it’s a game

My pistols represent mebust until my rounds emptyback for the street fame

My niggas clownbring a pound

I like my weed real loud real loud

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

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

If its not couture, i will not go to her

Get loud/ get loud/ let me hear you get louder

Fans cheerin loud fillin up arenas

The look of no hope on my niggas' faces

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

My eyes only see deez, that's why i'm young and burnt out