This is a song about "Smith and wesson"

Girls fast how jamaicans run

But i'm good with a smith n wesson.

My fists are weapons, don't need the smith and wesson,

My name's kingpin slim and i'mma son of a gun

Him attention but moms, yeah my momma as loyal as any sister would come

Im killin you with rhymes fuck the weapons no need for smith and wesson,

If a period is late then i will mark it with a question

If guns is for pussies i'd still pull out that smith and wesson

In the caravan with some latin bitches

Fifty grand in my pants like ivy smith

Without her making attempts to garner all of my attention

Taught a lesson with a smith and wesson you're crying for protection

Came into play. his friend layed out a line told him to sniff it cuz it will clear his

Ill teach smith and wesson a lesson like freshmen with the lyrical bullets im blessed with

This track rips, a smith and wesson is my protection

My position improving, not to mention