PIMP SHIT (Remix)

Damn Justin This sound like some motherfuckin Elevator music nigga Bitch claim we broke We woke (Bitch) That big herbal bush kush We smoke (Ha) Zaza for them tata's (Smoke) Bitch swear to God She won't choke [coughing] Bought Balenci boots Now she want the V bag Now I gotta go get that bitch (Got em) Now Valentino ain't my forte but I had to go and get that shit (Got to) Cause the way that she suckin me (Uh huh) Can't be the way she fuckin you (For real) Like my nigga Mansa said You know I'm bout to extort yo ass now Bhadbhabie Abort yo ass Pound for pound (Pound for pound) Yeah we gone go Pound for pound (Pound for pound) Yeah we gone smoke Hold on I stick to this shit It's like a flea to a tick (Mm hm) Don't hit my trap yeah lil bitch (Yeah yeah) About no dimes or no nicks (Uh uh) Must think we Randle and shit (We not) K Austin baby, Yeah we groovy bitch Mmm mmm mmm Shake this shit up Like a movie bitch (Movie movie) This shit feel like K Austin On some shit Like Scotty Tool Cool (Too cool) Too smooth, too smooth Yeah, yeah, yeah keep it pimpin bitch (Pimpin pimpin) It's kinda of weird cause I like these toxic hoes (Toxic) Flip a bag and take a trip to the islands of Galapagos You want to take a trip? Got to keep the op out doors Tell lil shorty take a trip Yeah Yeah Yeah I stick to this shit Like a dick to a clit I call my girl a cow Cause I got a bone in the rib Niggas know what's at stake I got dreams of stabbing Satan in the face Wait wait I know I love the hate hate Feelin' like Django unchained With the pain inside That I paints inside Her pussy, pussy nigga Bullets to his chest He a tampon I'm sorry your man gone Man down, man dow Love woman, man don't Do or die Roll the dice Hold the ice on my scrotum Keep your hands off my opus If you put bands I'll stay focused And I know my bars racist Wait it's the nigga ya hated Hate kids Girl like me She was Haitian That's a whole new type of Voodoo Who do this shit like me? Flip the fee Niggas hate me like I'm A.B Your girl a B-cup She like what I'ma do with these C, D's bruh? Duh I go dumb on every track Heard old chick You know I ain't got a dad And I don't know if he's dead I don't know how I'ma react if he is We been bad since burden since kids This past sermon stuck to my ribs Like a shank Who I thank? Me You don't know what I could be You ain't have to call like Usher F*ck ya Rush ya off stage I bet you would duck off the goose I bet your bitch would cluck for some jewels Don't give me my bag right now Cops through and they blame like pow Batman that man hated me I go Joker when you try to make me Job And I still got to hold on to Hope The hobo when solo ya know The new flow made your girl a hoe And I respect sex workers Just keep twerking on my face I'm on my pimp shit like Uncle Michael The Titans high for a title Excuse me I'm sucking a titty If my grandmama had me off of the whiskey Mommy was pissed off bro And since R. Kelly pissed on hoes These niggas must've missed my soul Yo yo And you can kiss my ass Go back and draw that nigga These bars paint a better picture Bitch nigga Take your scars with you This my careless whisper Life's a bitch On my mama pimper Happy Birthday mommy I miss ya