Mister Pistol Popper, flocko locked and loaded
Life's a bitch and she pussy pop (know why?) cause I got her open
That pussy soakin', f*ck is you promotin'
Yea, you claim you rage, you hatin' like you live in Oakland
I'm ride town, niggas with the roof back
Introduce you niggas to a new swag
Make you say a nigga grew up too fast
F*ck I'm supposed to do with all this new ass
F*ck I'm supposed to do with all this new cash
Thousand dollar draws just to hold my balls
All I ever do is let my jewels sag
Pac gone, but the juice back
Her your popcorn, juice, snacks
It's a movie nigga, with a new cast
Get the news flash, that the truth back
This is boom bap, mixed with new raps
Look at all the niggas that I blew past
Hood by air, to the do-rag
Nigga make way for the new jacks
It's Mister Pistol Popper screaming "f*ck a copper"
I just bought a crispy choppa finna f*ck yo block up
Even cracked the pavement that's for niggas hatin'
I been patiently waiting to show you niggas Satan
All this talk of Illuminati ain't got a clue about me
Bitch I'm Trill-Maluminati and hot my crew behind me
Shootas round me, keep them looters round me
Keep a tool around me, it'll keep you fools from round you
Couple of them dudes surround me with a gat
Wit a strap in a backpack
When they cap cap, leave you flat, better back back
On a fast track, ratatat, nigga that's that
Nigga pass that, finna ash, where that hash at
Got a Kat Stacks with a ass, finna smash that
Make em cash that, ASAP then I pass that
Off to my niggas then she ask, "Where the cash at?"
I see dead people, I need dead people
Lord Pretty Flacko, bitch I behead people
Kneel and kiss the ring, all hail the king
Long live ASAP, put that on everything