Pimpin Lyrics

If it's fuck me, it's fuck you

He got all up in my face, I had to pop him like a pimple

This shit really easy to me, young nigga makin' it look simple

Goin' all out doing the most, she want a lil' bit of attention

Gave her something long and rigid now she wanna me by misses

My shoes tied, I ain't tripping

Coronavirus, keep yo distance

That bitch write up in her diary bout me like her name Jones, Bridget

Feel like Tay K, she was drinkin' lemonade, I was drinkin' Lipton

Really make a bitch go down, don't you ever play with pimpin'

Don't compare us to the other side, we know they snitchin' plenty

Me and Fab Rock told you they hate us so they gon' sign petitions

Cut that nigga out my circle because he wasn't too ambitious

My young nigga ain't got no mind he squeeze his gun till it's empty

If you ever talk about the best in ths rap shit my name should be mentioned

You ain't it, as expected

Bitch shut up, for a second

Mouth always open, always talking and I ain't even ask no question

Told that bitch why you pull up if you ain't even bring yo bestfriend

Nigga try run up on me, I'm just gon squeeze

I'm stacking up tryna' cop SRT

Can't understand you hoe cause I don't speak English, I speak guaponese

Lil' bitch thinking she a stallion, told that hoe to hit her knees

My bitch kissed my other bitch, man I think she a lesbian

My bitch a freak, Cartier eyeglasses on me bitch I'm a geek

In the trap for a week, no you can't fuck with me

Respect Lil' P

He got all up in my face, I had to pop him like a pimple

This shit really easy to me, young nigga makin' it look simple

Goin' all out doin the most, she want a lil' bit of attention

Gave her something long and rigid now she wanna me by misses

My shoes tied, I ain't tripping

Coronavirus, keep yo distance

That bitch write up in her diary bout me like her name Jones, Bridget

Feel like Tay K, she was drinkin' lemonade, I was drinkin' Lipton

Really make a bitch go down, don't you ever play with pimpin'

I spend money if I fuck with you and nah this shit ain't simping

He was runnin' around like he Pac, shots to the leg and now he limpin'

Nigga sold some weed in high school, now he act like he a kingpin

Niggas really bitch made, I can't tell if you a man or you a woman

Is you a nigga or you a bitch? Riddle me that, I can't tell

Hood hot like hell, Mario Kart, we dumpin' them shells

Givenchy fragrance, she diggin' my smell

Niggas they funny like David Chappelle

That bitch ain't never seen me but she still feel me like some braille

Mamacita and she told me "te quiero", to blend in with the plug I wore a sombrero

That nigga like a computer program, 'cause he really got set up

You got to listen to my shit with yo ears 'cause a lot of this shit I'm sayin' might go over yo head nigga

He got all up in my face, I had to pop him like a pimple

This shit really easy to me, young nigga makin' it look simple

Goin' all out doing the most, she want a lil' bit of attention

Gave her something long and rigid now she wanna me by misses

My shoes tied, I ain't tripping

Coronavirus, keep yo distance

That bitch write up in her diary bout me like her name Jones, Bridget

Feel like Tay K, she was drinkin' lemonade, I was drinkin' Lipton

Really make a bitch go down, don't you ever play with pimpin'