[Verse 1]
Mister Pistol Popper - Flocko locked and loaded
Life's a (*##$ and she #~!!@ pop (know why) cause I got her open

That #~!!@ soakin', $#&@ is you promotin'
Yea, you claim you rage, you hatin' like you live in Oakland...
I'm ride town - ^!$$%s with the roof back

Introduce you ^!$$%s to the new swag
Make you say a ^!$$% grew up too fast
$#&@ I'm 'sposed to do with all this new $$#

$#&@ I'm 'sposed to do with all this new cash
Thousand dollar drawers just to hold my balls
All I ever do is let my jewels sag

Pac gone, but the "Juice" back
Get your popcorn, juice, snacks
It's a movie ^!$$%, with a new cast

Get the news flash, that the truth back
This is boom bap, mixed with new raps
Look at all the ^!$$%s that I blew past

Hood By Air, to the do-rag
^!$$% make way for the new jacks


[Verse 2]
It's Mister Pistol Popper screaming "$#&@ a copper"
I just bought a crispy choppa finna $#&@ yo block up

Even cracked the pavement that's for ^!$$%s hatin'
I been impatiently waitin' to show you ^!$$%s Satan
All this talk of Illuminati ain't got a clue about me

(*##$ I'm Trill-Maluminati and got my crew behind me
Shootas round me, keep them looters round me
Keep a tool around me, it'll keep you fools from round me

Couple of them dudes surround me with a gat
Wit a strap in a backpack
When they cap cap, leave you flat, better back back

On a fast track, ratatat, ^!$$% that's that
^!$$% pass that, finna ash, where the hash at
Got a Kat Stacks with a $$#, finna smash that

Make 'em cash that, A$AP then I pass that
Off to my ^!$$%s then she ask, "Where the cash at?"
I see dead people, I need dead people

Lord Pretty Flacko, (*##$, I behead people
Kneel and kiss the ring, all hail the King (hail the King)
Long.Live.ASAP. put that on everything (Everything)


...Alright, mother$#&@er...