My Pistol Make Ya Famous Lyrics - Fredo Santana

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 famous 

Related 

Naughty & Nice Christmas Songs 

Watch Cardi B Joins James Corden For Carpool Karaoke 

Ariana Grande Adds Her Own Verse To "Last Christmas" 

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 fucking 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 

Fucking up my stands 

I'm fucking up these bandz 

When you get a glance you see I don't do the playing 

Photos 

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 famous 

Basic man, ya'll 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 famous