Pistol Tottin

[Intro: Foogiano]

Huh? Ayy, So Icy, nigga (It's Koncept P, the beat knockin')

Clutch (Icy, Icy)

Real zaza, nigga

Huh? Huh? (Ho)

[Chorus: Foogiano]

I'm a pistol totin', diamond dancin', rappin'-ass nigga

Used to be a hustlin'-ass, trappin'-ass nigga

Get them bands and flip 'em, makin' back that cash, nigga

Tryna make the stick hit like a band, make you dance, nigga

I'm a pistol totin', diamond dancin', rappin'-ass nigga

Used to be a hustlin'-ass, trappin'-ass nigga

Get them bands and flip 'em, makin' back that cash, nigga

Tryna make the stick hit like a band, make you dance, nigga

[Verse 1: Foogiano]

I used to break them bags down and serve 'em out my mama house

Now I'm sittin' here rappin', all these diamonds in my mouth

Think I might just freeze the mic, every word I say is cold

If they steppin' to you, know we always went and checked the score

If I was a animal, might be a tiger for my stripes

Better yet, might be a polar bear 'cause I got all this ice

And that ice, it like to fight, diamonds hittin' just like Mike

I was in the trenches every day, was gettin' all their packs

All these sucker niggas rappin' sucker shit, can't go for that

If I was a superhero, powers would be ice attack

Put my neck, wrist and my mouth together, it's a ice attack

And that Backwood, it too big, can't hear that bullshit that you sayin'

[Chorus: Foogiano]

I'm a pistol totin', diamond dancin', rappin'-ass nigga

Used to be a hustlin'-ass, trappin'-ass nigga

Get them bands and flip 'em, makin' back that cash, nigga

Tryna make the stick hit like a band, make you dance, nigga

I'm a pistol totin', diamond dancin', rappin'-ass nigga

Used to be a hustlin'-ass, trappin'-ass nigga

Get them bands and flip 'em, makin' back that cash, nigga

Tryna make the stick hit like a band, make you dance, nigga

[Verse 2: Memo600]

**** security, I walk 'round with my ahchoo on me

With all my jewelry, told that boy good luck you shoot at me

These niggas new to me, Memo Six-O on this Foogi' beat

That bitch go blaow, never sold drugs, don't know how

Run up on me, .40 cal', pussy, better duck yo' child

I heard they froze, pay him ten to take his soul

Von has yo' bitch in the O, Rio sent that load on boats

Don't think it's sweet, I'll make sure my killers will eat

Then I catch that boy on feet, dollar bitch and she a freak

Used to be with hustlin'-ass, trappin'-ass niggas

Now I'm with some killers that be clappin' at you niggas

Never hung around the goofy cappin' ass niggas 'cause I'm a

[Chorus: Foogiano]

I'm a pistol totin', diamond dancin', rappin'-ass nigga

Used to be a hustlin'-ass, trappin'-ass nigga

Get them bands and flip 'em, makin' back that ca—