Letras de Sleep With My Pistol

Aye-aye-aye (legend)
School up (egend)
Big Gucci
School up (legend)
Make this beat (yeah)
Scoochie, huh
I get money in my sleep nigga
Hundred thousand nigga I ain′t even woke up nigga

I'm smoking gas in my Mulsanne, I got a B on the ashtray
Gucci Mane the flare and I get money the fast way
I used to have a plug but I robbed him
If he a country boy you know I overcharge them
I′m on my sixth cup of lean, ain't even twelve o'clock
Katrina water diamonds, I flooded my Rollie watch

Your broad passed out, she seen me and said "Oh, my God" (oh, my God)
And now my head feel like it′s heaven with the child God
I′m so ambitious, had a vision at Econo Lodge
Your diamonds dirty as fuck, I'll peel some chain, never rob (no)
I think I′m Pablo playing 40, transporting 40 plots
I'm in the Bay, try me like 2Chainz, I′ma up the Glock (aye, man)

I sleep with my pistol, eat with my pistol
Wake up in the morning, brush my teeth with my pistol
I know you're jealous ′cause I fuck your freak with my pistol
I be steady lean all the time, yeah, I'm weak for that pistol

Keep a pistol on person, call up Brick Squad when you greet me (squad)
And when you leave me, stop reachin' because you reach then I′m teachin′
I'm tryna hit you everywhere bitch but under your sneakers
It′s 20K for a feature, pull up your spot with street sweepers (it's Gucci)
Give me a reason to kill you, I′ll kill you, all of your people
They think I'm Steven Seagal ′cause I come back with the sequel (come back)
Man it's two nights in a row, I got a ten millimeter
I tote this Glock like a legal, make you squirt like it please (it's Gucci)

I sleep with my pistol, eat with my pistol
Wake up in the morning, brush my teeth with my pistol
I know you′re jealous ′cause I fuck your freak with my pistol
I be steady lean all the time, yeah, I'm weak for that pistol