[Chorus: T.Y.](x3)
Pistol on the dresser
Ready for whatever
Hustling motherf**ers
Can't do nothing but love us
[Young Juve]
Got my pistol on the dresser
10 minutes late for lecture
Drunk as f** but still know how to switch it up for my professor
[T.Y.]
And lately I been doing extra
When applying the pressure
It's amazing how I blessed her
Gave her the dick and never text her
[Young Juve]
GC bring them hoes out
Pull up got that pole out
Your b**h down to do whatever
She know what her role 'bout
[T.Y.]
My ice like as eskimos house
Hit it then I doze out
While they weigh a whole pound
Drank got me slowed down
[Young Juve]
Mixing that mixture
I'm in this b**h and I'm plastered
Smoking on that exotic
I'm riding round with my ratchet
[T.Y.]
And you could find me in traffic
With the semi automatic
Can't let 'em catch me slipping
So you know I gotta have it
[Young Juve]
Clutching on it like I need it to breathe
Hoe you ain't know this 400 Chopper City degrees
You play ball or get shook up
If you ain't shooting back I wish you good luck
Two choppers in the car I'm really riding with the Klu Klux
[Chorus: T.Y.](x4)
Pistol on the dresser
Ready for whatever
Hustling motherf**ers
Can't do nothing but love us
[Young Juve]
You can't do nothing but love me even though a n***a changed
I'm walking round couple dollars to my name
You can't do nothing but love me I just bought a gold chain
b**h I was snapping back when Manny had braids
40 on me like Dej need a b**h thats like Dej
I ain't cute b**h I'm paid
I been high since 9th grade
[T.Y.]
I'm self made, and I know I be busting my a**
But sh** it pays, smoke me one straight to the face
I'm super faded, infatuated by all this paper
That I been making
Oh Lord let me pick my flavor
I'm so bad b**h I'm good for your health
I keep that rubber grip on my waist just like a belt
I stay high over n***as like I'm walking on stilts
Gotta get it by any means and nothing else
Yeah