Fredo Santana - My Pistol Make Ya Famous (Feat. Chief Keef)

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  • Fredo Santana - My Pistol Make Ya Famous ft Chief Keef
    Lyrics:
    You could find me in the trap on map
    So much lean, I might collapse
    You could find me in a bank
    So much rank
    So much stank
    I’m finna faint
    You can find me in a trap
    Gang banging
    Smoking stank
    Pistol hanging
    I’m on the block, gang banging
    Chain dangling
    My pistol make ya famous.
    My choppa make you famous
    Want beef? I got the Angus
    This .. is ancient
    Where is the recipe, i’m planting
    I got this foreign stanking
    Man now this service spanking
    I’m in here eating ramen noodles with banger
    I’m always on the ketchup
    Pour it without it measured
    I am the young flexer
    All this gold on look like treasure
    All these f*cking pints
    I am a professor
    But don’t make my shooters
    Put you on a stretcher
    I’m smoking on this dough
    Counting all these bandz
    Big ass four nickle
    Yeah this in my pants
    f*cking up my stands
    I’m f*cking up these bandz
    When you get a glance you see I don’t do the playing.
    You could find me in the trap on map
    So much lean, I might collapse
    You could find me in a bank
    So much rank
    So much stank
    I’m finna faint
    You can find me in a trap
    Gang banging
    Smoking stank
    Pistol hanging
    I’m on the block, gang banging
    Chain dangling
    My pistol make ya famous.
    Basic man, yall basic man
    I’m the king of trapping, embrace it man
    have them killers pull up and straight change your plan
    They will kill you first then they will wack your mans
    Niggas think it’s sweet till I pull up slaying their mans
    Number posted on the block off the exit rim
    .. and I think I lost a kidney
    I nigga wanna box, what? he don’t see my ..
    Beat his ass up, smoke his ass like a chimney
    Cooling with some thots and they gon off the Henny
    But I smack one of these hoes if they ever try to offend me
    I’m shooting shit like the old Michael Fendley
    Bought a .. but I could have bought a Fendi.
    You could find me in the trap on map
    So much lean, I might collapse
    You could find me in a bank
    So much rank
    So much stank
    I’m finna faint
    You can find me in a trap
    Gang banging
    Smoking stank
    Pistol hanging
    I’m on the block, gang banging
    Chain dangling
    My pistol make you famousss.

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