Kodak Black - Pistolz & Pearlz lyrics

Yeah, like pistols and pearls pearls, pearls
(Ear Drummers)

Hmm, I like pistols and pearls
Always knew I wanted to be
A thug since a baby
Thanks to all the killers and
Drug dealers that raised me
Choppers come with flowers
I like choppers and daisies
Walk like Miss Daisy
A mill' a day, I'm sippin' syrup
If they don't give me my flowers
I'm just gon' take 'em out the dirt
Growin' up, ain't have shit, all
This, I hit one, just to splurge
Tryna make it out this bitch
Ain't give my mama everything she deservе
I made a rapper bag off cash for gold
Kicked down an old lady to gеt that sack
I snatched the ho half a mill' in this
Account, for this amount, i'll tag a toe
I can't up him, just withdraw it
So I done robbed the bitch real slow
And all my bitches do Percs
I'm quick to put a bad bitch on bedrest
Break up with her soon I
Get the motherfucker pregnant
'Cause, I'm just gon' spoil the bitch anyway
Uh, robbed the jewelry store with a purse
'Cause the most sufficient for all
This shit that I'm stealin'
WIC check, listen, check, K, fuck the witness
I'll be a real nigga later when
I get away with it
Have you ever seen a killer in a skirt?
I like pistols and pearls
I like pistols and pearls
I like pistols and pearls
I like pistols and pearls
And guns and roses, I like choppers
And flowers and choppers and baggies, bitch
Uh, just hit a lick just hit a lick
Then gave the diamonds to my bitch
I just snapped, ain't no cap
All I rap real events
Statute of limitations
I robbed a lot of stores when I was a jit
And I'm still hittin' licks
Authorizin’ while it’s rivals
Make that road, then I sprint
Young nigga, I got old gold
Still got pearls stacked with some cash
When I was doin' dirt
Finna give it to my mama on her fifty-first
If they don't give me my flowers
I'ma just snatch 'em out the dirt
Smokin', ask my big brother Cool
I was thirteen with a bookbag
Full of credit card soldiers
Sometimes I still might jack me a car
Hit the parkin' garage and pull
Off with a Rover
I like beautiful girls and pistols and pearls
And bust down rose set chokers
I like guns and roses, Rolls-Royce horses
Plain jane Rolex voices
And Dracos and any lines, GI
Ain't no man made diamonds
Love and war, that's lost
Can't have peace without no violence
I don't smoke the bodies
I don't rep the niggas
Send that nigga a rose in his DM, bitch
I'm gon' kill you

You know what I'm sayin'?
If I send you a rose, a dead flower
A rose, any kind of rose, a daisy, whatever
Bitch, you gon' die, you gon' die soon
Yeah, you might die, you might die soon
You gon' die, bitch, I'm gon' kill you yeah
Choppers and chocolate and AKs
And dead flowers
And guns and roses and pistols and pearls
And pistols and pearls and pistols and pearls
And pearls and choppers and daisies and
Dracos and then the lines
Pistols and pearls and pistols and
Pearls and choppers and yeah