This is a song about "Loud pistols"

Spoken loud they smoking out

Never lookin for a handout

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

And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again

Ripples ripple, riffle signals like raised pistols,

Took her to the club bought her three more bottles

Sorry if i'm to loud

And i don’t take no dames out

After he just got out, 15 years to count

Then crank up the sub woofers up loud

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

And sitting on side are my two sex pistols,

Y'all say you're holding pistols here, now i see crystal clear,

Usually defecation, now i'm pissing in your ear

I go, in when i start putting words out

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