"700 CLUB" lyrics

"700 CLUB"
(feat. Wiz Khalifa)

Pistol packin', never slackin', bitch killer, killer
Pistol-pistol packin', never slackin', bitch smackin' killer
Pistol packin', never slackin', bitch killer, killer
Pistol-pistol packin', never slackin', bitch smackin' killer

I got chains around my neck, but, no, that don't mean nothin'
I got Rollies 'round my wrist, but, no, that don't mean nothin'
I got millions in the bank, but, no, that don't mean nothin'
I got shit you couldn't imagine, but, that don't mean nothin'
I got chains around my neck, but, no, that don't mean nothin'
I got Rollies 'round my wrist, but, no, that don't mean nothin'
I got millions in the bank, but, no, that don't mean nothin'
I got shit you couldn't imagine, but, that don't mean nothin'

I'm tryna' make the best of what I got with my time
But I can't get rid of what the fuck is all on my mind
Break it down, it feels like everyday I'm on the line
I can't get rid of what they fuck they talkin' bout all the time
So (Pistol packin')
No I never (Never slackin')
Think about it (Pistol packin')
Think I'm better (Never slackin')
Well without it
No I never (Never slackin')
Think about it (Pistol packin')
Think I'm better (Never slackin')
Well without it
I've been on my own for so long
I've been on my own for so long

I got chains around my neck, but, no, that don't mean nothin' (I've been on my own for so long)
I got Rollies 'round my wrist, but, no, that don't mean nothin'
I got millions in the bank, but, no, that don't mean nothin'
I got shit you couldn't imagine, but, that don't mean nothin' (I've been on my own for so long)
I got chains around my neck, but, no, that don't mean nothin' (Pistol packin')
I got Rollies 'round my wrist, but, no, that don't mean nothin' (Never slackin')
I got millions in the bank, but, no, that don't mean nothin' (Pistol packin')
I got shit you couldn't imagine, but, that don't mean nothin'

Haha
I'm from Pistol-vania, smokin' weed and pistol packin'
Ain't nothin' to a youngin' on the block who never slackin'
I can't stand a pussy nigga actin' like he pistol packin'
Never seen a pistol packin', never slackin' bitch killa'
It smell like a diplomat soon as it's lit up
Come fuck with a winner, have some yellow tail for dinner
Them niggas sub-five, fuck with them hot guys, we realer
Went from smokin' out the Sprinter to Ferrari keys from the dealer

I got chains around my neck, but, no, that don't mean nothin' (uh)
I got Rollies 'round my wrist, but, no, that don't mean nothin' (haha)
I got millions in the bank, but, no, that don't mean nothin'
I got shit you couldn't imagine, but, that don't mean nothin'
I got chains around my neck, but, no, that don't mean nothin' (Pistol packin')
I got Rollies 'round my wrist, but, no, that don't mean nothin' (Never slackin')
I got millions in the bank, but, no, that don't mean nothin' (Pistol packin')
I got shit you couldn't imagine, but, that don't mean nothin' (Never slackin')

Pistol packin'
Never slackin'
Pistol packin'
Pistol packin', never slackin', bitch smackin' killer


Writer(s): Sir Robert Bryson Hall Ii, Cameron Jibril Thomaz, Arjun Ivatury, Jonas Tyler Lee
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