SINCE ELEMENTARY

(This is a real nigga PSA) Tell me, why would I ever chase 'em if they come with the bread? Young niggas switchin' bitches like it's musical chairs I call her Grey Poupon by the way that she spread But I'm a cutthroat nigga, all I want is some head Oh yeah, nobody perfect She say, "To me, you're perfect" I keep the grass low so I can see the serpents Let's roll some weed for worries From where the keys are purchased I fuck her so good, she might buy me a Birkin This paper multiply, the money trees are fertile Niggas don't feed they circle Niggas ain't G's, they gerbils Nigga, I lead with purpose Y'all niggas ain't read the sermon? You fuckin' with these clowns, ho, when you gon' leave the circus? Oh yeah, my watch foreign, my drop foreign Bet my trunk pussy pop on the block and you know it And you can tell I'm gettin' money by the way that it goes And I'm a one of one nigga, I'm too much for these hoes Yeah, I've been Pimpin' Pimpin' been pimpin' since pimpin' been pimpin' Since Peaches and Herb, and Ashford and Simpson Been huggin' and kissin' 'em since elementary Cutlass and Regals, Impalas and Bentleys Pimpin' been pimpin' since pimpin' been pimpin' Pimpin' been pimpin' since pimpin' been pimpin' Pimpin' been pimpin' since pimpin' been- You gotta get your paper, shorty, fuck 'em, let 'em hate You gotta chase the paper 'cause the paper don't wait Hey, yeah, hey, yeah, hey, yeah, hey You gotta get your paper, shorty, fuck 'em, let 'em hate You gotta chase the paper 'cause the paper don't wait Hey, yeah, hey, yeah, hey, yeah, hey Bitch, I got more money than your nigga, ho, don't talk to me Bowling ball Impalas, gold slugs, throwin' salt 'Bout to break these niggas off Feel like Michael, Off the Wall I've been in it for a minute, why they act like I ain't raw? Bruh, she peel up out that thong Don't want affection, she just wanna hear her favorite song Since a teenager, she was fuckin' like she was grown But learned her lesson through all the niggas that did her wrong Drownin' heartbreak in Patrón She say, "I don't need a nigga, that's only added drama This how it's 'posed to be, my nigga, this my daddy's karma" Slipped and told her I love her, I felt her becomin' distant She say, "Yeah, you out here trippin' Just get up out of your feelings, that ain't pimpin'" You gotta get your paper, shorty, fuck 'em, let 'em hate You gotta chase the paper 'cause the paper don't wait Hey, yeah, hey, yeah, hey, yeah, hey You gotta get your paper, shorty, fuck 'em, let 'em hate You gotta chase the paper 'cause the paper don't wait Hey, yeah, hey, yeah, hey, yeah, hey Pimpin' Pimpin' been pimpin' since pimpin' been pimpin' Since Peaches and Herb, and Ashford and Simpson Been huggin' and kissin' 'em since elementary Cutlass and Regals, Impalas and Bentleys Pimpin' been pimpin' since pimpin' been pimpin' Pimpin' been pimpin' since pimpin' been pimpin' Pimpin' been pimpin' since pimpin' been- Niggas!