pistol hanging im just swinging and swanging im the author im the story teller i robbed the bank teller and my money taller im the drug recieve caller i work for the American dollar i make the bitch hollar anton that dawg hes like a shit log and hes smelly and 200 dollar cologne is what they smellin im a Christian so i aint her killing or i aint here stealing im in the pussy hole drilling and shes like you got skills dont get killed im too real i pop allotta pill i work my wheel thats how i feel and to only god i kneel dont make me kill and dont make me steal i kept it real these me damn skills eating 5 star meal