This is a song about "Revolver"

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

Write like you got an imprimatur, every song a revolver

This mother fucker must be some gutter revolver

If its not couture, i will not go to her

Add an ak-47, a revolver and a nine

I’ll forever move any cat they admire mine

If you got one you can speak to my revolver have that shit give you a clip that's 365 days

These daysit's an all out rat raceand look at meee just caught another cat case

Put 'em all in a line, add an ak-47, a revolver and a nine

Step in the club and it's all eyes, champagne i sip mine

Pulls out a revolver/six shots/ cops called/ to put the screaming to a stop/

My nomo could be found in stores but the jersey only nomo got

And he's not fucking working, i think i'm wasting my damn time

Put em all in a line, add an ak-47, a revolver and a nine

Put 'em all in a line, add an ak-47, a revolver and a nine"

But i got two platinum artists, at the same damn time