Pistol Shyler (Ft. Khantrast)

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[Chorus: Shyler]
Gold on my wrist, man, now I'm finna shoot to kill
If you want those living, it's the fifty fifty through the deal
Gold on my wrist, man, now I'm finna shoot to kill
If you want those living, it's the fifty fifty through the deal

[Verse 1: Shyler]
Pistol on my hip
I ain't get that, I ain't slip
When I daunt that, hit a lip
Now I keep that sh- now I keep that
Pistol on my hip
I ain't get that, I ain't slip
When I daunt that, hit a lip
Now I keep that shit to crib, ay
Skull crusher
There's a non-lucky pusher
Won't coffer
Baby, I done made another
Aim steady
I don't think you wanna test me
I'm petty
Add your wave to confetti

[Chorus: Shyler]
Gold on my wrist, man, now I'm finna shoot to kill
If you want those living, it's the fifty fifty through the deal
Gold on my wrist, man, now I'm finna shoot to kill
If you want those living, it's the fifty fifty through the deal