
All I Know 2 Pistols (Ft. French Montana & Joell Ortiz)
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[Intro]
Bolo
[Chorus: K-Major]
Woah-oh-woah, all I know is fast money and homicide (Homicide)
I see no way so I grind (So I grind)
Tell me what you would do if your life was just like mine
You would've found another way
But yet, you say we aren’t the same, but why? (But why?)
Why-y? (It's Blood Money, baby)
[Verse 1: 2 Pistols]
Started at the bottom, now I ain’t got no worries
Gucci, Fendi, Prada, that’s all my bitch wearin'
I’m industry, you in the street, ain’t no comparin'
My Rolex got your bitch wet 'cause she keep on starin'
I’m swaggin' on these bitches, stuntin' on these niggas
For all the hard time, I’m pourin' out a lil' liquor
My brother locked down, and I can’t go visit
Convicted felon, so all I can do is sent pictures
Hit-hit-hit the club and ball, me and my closet dog
We do it for real, we don't fake Instagram pics, nigga, like y’all
White-white-white diamonds no flaw, L-L-Lamborghini, no top
I’m ridin' with a China doll, and she ain’t got on no drawers
[Chorus: K-Major, 2 Pistols & Joell Ortiz]
Woah-oh-woah, all I know is fast money and homicide (Homicide) (2 Pistols)
I see no way so I grind (So I grind)
Tell me what you would do if your life was just like mine
You would've found another way
But yet, you say we aren’t the same (Same), but why? (But why?)
Why-y?
Bolo
[Chorus: K-Major]
Woah-oh-woah, all I know is fast money and homicide (Homicide)
I see no way so I grind (So I grind)
Tell me what you would do if your life was just like mine
You would've found another way
But yet, you say we aren’t the same, but why? (But why?)
Why-y? (It's Blood Money, baby)
[Verse 1: 2 Pistols]
Started at the bottom, now I ain’t got no worries
Gucci, Fendi, Prada, that’s all my bitch wearin'
I’m industry, you in the street, ain’t no comparin'
My Rolex got your bitch wet 'cause she keep on starin'
I’m swaggin' on these bitches, stuntin' on these niggas
For all the hard time, I’m pourin' out a lil' liquor
My brother locked down, and I can’t go visit
Convicted felon, so all I can do is sent pictures
Hit-hit-hit the club and ball, me and my closet dog
We do it for real, we don't fake Instagram pics, nigga, like y’all
White-white-white diamonds no flaw, L-L-Lamborghini, no top
I’m ridin' with a China doll, and she ain’t got on no drawers
[Chorus: K-Major, 2 Pistols & Joell Ortiz]
Woah-oh-woah, all I know is fast money and homicide (Homicide) (2 Pistols)
I see no way so I grind (So I grind)
Tell me what you would do if your life was just like mine
You would've found another way
But yet, you say we aren’t the same (Same), but why? (But why?)
Why-y?
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