Straight from the crib With this new ass shit Check it out Hook Whoa whoa Yeah I’m the biggest like whoa Whoa whoa whoa whoa woah That ass stay clappin like whoa Whoa whoa whoa whoa woah Verse Yeah, this that party pack, that turn ya weekday to a weekend Pimpton on the track, you banging this, then you got weed friends Would say I'm back on the map, but I ain't never left like East ends, yeah I stand on business, and my business makes her knees bend (make her knees bend) Background to the foreground, put Pimpton in ya face, yeah Kick the fuckin door down, they thought was a raid, whoa Like where the packs is, that money in the mattress On wax you claim you gettin guap, it's time to pay ya taxes Facts is, I put that shit on, and all of the hoes come out Yeah they wanna know what the oh's about Don't talk when it's full, mama close ya mouth/ I roll that bitch up and a torch it Yeah I keep it lit, like an open house They tell me to quit, that's a hopeless route Caught a whiff of myself, I'm the dopest out Hook Yeah I’m the biggest like, whoa Whoa whoa whoa whoa woah That ass stay clappin like, whoa Whoa whoa whoa whoa woah Yeah I’m the biggest like Verse Yeah, I'm bout to go postal now Rock so much drip, the whole coast could drown Bitch I’m the wave, like the ocean's sound Yeah bitch I'm the plug, make ya feel the ground I'm freezing now Yeah hoes wanna fuck cause I'm beasting out The teeth is out I cook it at home, I ain't eating out I'll feed you some dick, then I'm peacing out That's what P's about Awn, break it down baby, yeah I'll take you down to the end of your road Pussy so wet, you would think she was born on the edge of a cove Top the morning Mami, topping me off like a bottle of Veuve So if you feeling horny baby, I got the powers like Austin got hooves Now who you know rhyme like this I'm the only one shine like this Stay higher’an a bitch Yea I just refine the shit Stay burning designer piff That Timmy Turner, had to out the burner B’fore his brain get melted like ice in a furnace Bald headed bitch, and she got matching curtains We just fry one up, and say goodbye to earthlings Yeah I’m the biggest like, whoa Whoa whoa whoa whoa woah That ass stay clappin like, whoa Whoa whoa whoa whoa woah Yeah I’m the biggest like Whoa whoa It’s muhfuckin Pimpton baby 306 Kholebeatz From Norway to Saskatchewan what’s happening

Bridge Bud keep me fiending man Just like a junkie Bud keep me fiending man Just like a junkie Bud keep me fiending man (Pimp) Just like a junkie (Kholebeatz) Bud keep me fiending man (It’s a bet we smoke for life baby) Just like a junkie (Killa) Hook Bud keep me fiending fiending Feeling like a junkie Bud keep me fiending fiending Feeling like a junkie Bud keep me fiending fiending Feeling like a junkie Bud keep me fiending fiending Feeling like a junkie I feel just like a junkie Smoke more green than Shrek, you'd think my sidekick was a donkey I'm higher than what sunk me Yeah, I'm in love with Mary Jane, that bitch she love to hump me So much pussy water, I just tell that bitch to dunk me I can't feel my heart, I think my girlfriend wanna dump me At first she ain't had no rhythm, took one puff and now she krumping When it comes to trees, I’m such a bogart, call me Humphrey Man I swear to God, I wouldn't stop smoking if my lungs bleed Hook Bud keep me fiending fiending Feeling like a junkie Bud keep me fiending fiending Feeling like a junkie Bud keep me fiending fiending Feeling like a junkie Bud keep me fiending fiending Feeling like a junkie Verse I just copped a turkey bag, of quad chunky monkey Should've signed with Motown, all my garments smell so funky All day I dream about smoke, my shell toes white like honkies Feel like I own a skunk farm, my garden smells so skunky Every blunt that pass me by, still flood my dreams and haunt me I'm scheming like a Ponzi, for more happy days like Fonzie So don't come off that ice and get pulled over with the Gumby Fifty vac packs, make them hockey bags look clumpy Hook Bud keep me fiending fiending Feeling like a junkie Bud keep me fiending fiending Feeling like a junkie Bud keep me fiending fiending Feeling like a junkie Bud keep me fiending fiending Feeling like a junkie Bridge Bud keep me fiending man Bud keep me fiending man Bud keep me fiending man Just like a junkie Bud keep me fiending man Just like a junkie Bud keep me fiending man Just like a junkie

Verse Yeah, I was just a seedling, first thought I ever had was, I'ma make a way (I’ma make a way) Put logic over feelings, had to take a few losses, still ain't take a break (can’t take no break) Cause I ain't ever been quitter, nah baby I'm a real switch hitter, but you can catch this fade (catch this fade) Gorilla Clan, can't pass me no pinner, I'm a big piff spinner, gotta match my blaze (gotta match my blaze) Still twistin gas like a pretzel, awn (pretzel yeah) Word to Petro & Esso, awn (word to Esso yeah) I mix quotes from Devontée, clothes from Givenchy, then line you like a stencil, awn (now you a stencil yeah) A Kholebeatz Instrumental yeah (instrumental yeah) Hit you straight in the temple awn (in the temple yeah) PT movin Zaps like EC, hoe I stay pushin Ps I got lentils, yuh (I got lentils yeah) And I'ma hit at least twice b'fore I pass it Soft white, like a dove pussy when I ash it Big pimp still bending corners in a classic (bending corners in a classic) Did it with the fam like I'm Mr. Fantastic (like I’m Mr. Fantastic) You toss me the bic, bet I get the whole clan lit (bet I get the whole clan lit) Forget the SK, I'm too big for this Planet (yeah I’m too big for this planet) I'm posted in the vineyard learning bout tannins Hunting for the best reds to pair with my cannons, nigga Hook Open up the moon roof (open up the moon roof) Let ya hair down baby, we gon fade away (we gon fade away) We connect like a Bluetooth (we connect like a Bluetooth) Live from the belly of the beast, but in God we pray (in God we pray) Open up the moon roof (open up the moon roof) Let ya hair down baby, we gon fade away (we gon fade away) We connect like a Bluetooth Live from the belly of the beast, but in God we pray Open up the moon roof (open up the moon roof) Let ya hair down baby, we gon fade away (we gon fade away) We connect like a Bluetooth (we connect like a Bluetooth) Live from the belly of the beast, but in God we pray (in God we pray) Open up the moon roof (open up the moon roof) Let ya hair down baby, we gon fade away (we gon fade away) We connect like a Bluetooth (we connect like a Bluetooth) Live from the belly of the beast, but in God we pray (live from the belly of the beast but in God we pray) Verse Yeah bitch I'm back in the booth (back in the booth) Big rap cat, but it ain't a scratch on the Coup (ain’t a scratch on the coup) Hoe I been ran the game, I'm still lapping you dudes (lappin you dudes) Feet so bloody, look like I got glass in my shoes (glass in my shoes) Only God knows, why I'm still the man when I move (man when I move) Keep the rest of you fools and how'd he-do-dats confused (do dats confused) In vino vertias, I'm the muhfuckin truth (muhfuckin truth) Put the P in pudding, I'm the muhfuckin proof (muhfuckin proof) Stay so damn focused, some might say he aloof Natural highs so potent, it's like substance abuse (substance abuse) Yea I'm down to get down, with the get down She lookin like a throat goat, then bitch you know I'm neck bound (mm mm mmm) Every time I drop a new tape it’s that next sound Any hater bet against me, catch a let down Man I been ya bitch top pick for a stretch now I’m cooler than a cucumber chillin in a wet towel (Killa) (Yeah I’m cooler than cool) Hook Open up the moon roof (open up the moon roof) Let ya hair down baby, we gon fade away (we gon fade away) We connect like a Bluetooth (we connect like a Bluetooth) Live from the belly of the beast, but in God we pray (in God we pray) Open up the moon roof (open up the moon roof) Let ya hair down baby, we gon fade away (we gon fade away) We connect like a Bluetooth Live from the belly of the beast, but in God we pray Open up the moon roof (open up the moon roof) Let ya hair down baby, we gon fade away (we gon fade away) We connect like a Bluetooth (we connect like a Bluetooth) Live from the belly of the beast, but in God we pray (in God we pray) Open up the moon roof (open up the moon roof) Let ya hair down baby, we gon fade away (we gon fade away) We connect like a Bluetooth (we connect like a Bluetooth) Live from the belly of the beast, but in God we pray (live from the belly of the beast but in God we pray)

Hook I mean honestly These hater still can’t tell me what the problem be See me in public, why they always cheeba hawking me You can’t smoke my blunt, you lil soggy bitch I’ma toked out loc, blow the bombest piff Bank roll stay thicker than your mama’s hips Singing Ooolala cause I’m confident Middle fingers in the air to the consequence Verse Uh-huh yeah it’s Pimpton on the flow Used to be a runner I was always on the road You smellin like a bag, then I’m coming for your throat Like a hundred hungry sharks when you sinkin on a boat It’s the west central, presidential, prairie goat The hoes sing my name I make em hit those airy notes This izm stay on go, I got weary loafers Bad bitches on my side, you know their minds is open Drive slow, drop, low-pro, no commotion Mama thick like a train, got that locomotion Whatcha thank in my veins, put a chick in motion Wear dat pussy like a glove, hand Roshambo’n Shawty do what you love, cause your time is stroking N’ when the clock hits bing, then the coffin’s closing Had to double park the Benz, ain’t no ding don dooring Coaches never took me out, cause I keep on scoring Uh-huh/ Hook I mean honestly These hater still can’t tell me what the problem be See me in public, why they always cheeba hawking me You can’t smoke my blunt, you lil soggy bitch I’ma toked out loc, blow the bombest piff Bank roll stay thicker than your mama’s hips Singing Ooolala cause I’m confident Middle fingers in the air to the consequence Verse Uh huh, yeah me and you baby We can do, what consenting adults do baby Make a movie on the town, you my leading lady Only script you gotta memorize, is fuck you pay me I was on the freeway, going at least bout 80 A rack hit me on the jack, I did a quick 180 Pimpton quarterback the pack, flood the streets like Navies Man I made so many plays I feel like Thomas Brady And the rings too big, and my name too big Even hating ass hoes, still say my thang too big Ask em what they hating for, bet it ain’t too big Prolly some bullshit, that don’t make me no bread I'm the top of the tip, boy I drip I drench You tryna get the grip, I’ll put you on like a wrench Yeah you in the game now, took you off of the bench N' she could give you what you want, but it’s all how you spend Uh huh Aye it’s Pt & Kholebeatz baby

Sup mane, it’s your boy Juicy J Shut the fuck up Just wanna say a shout-out to Kholebeatz mane Keeping it Trill down in Norway Yuh Wuddup y’all it’s ya man Pimpton (Yah) You know I had to come round here one moe gain (Yah) Drop these blessings on y’all like a Baptist (Yah) Hook I vanquish the demon and give praise to the Lord (Yah) I vanquish the demon and give praise to the Lord (Yah) I vanquish the demon and give praise to the Lord (Yah) I vanquish the demon and give praise to the Lord (Yah) Verse Please get the fuck out the crib I’m bout to smoke like a rib This ain’t for no squids Light me up, swear I get so high I turn to a bottomless pit I’m back on my shit Back in the lab like a Labrador fuckin his Labrador bitch And when I’m like this Snappin on Kholebeatz productions is something I cannot resist These rappers so sweet, yah yah So sweet make me papaya My blunt filled with Popeye's lunch The bitch doing all her own stunts I lay that wood on her, this her exorcism Before she met me thought her demons was winning These pussies all Babylon, who are we kidding I used to slay bitches now I save the children Hook Yah, yah, yah, yah Yah, yah, yah, I vanquish the demon and give praise to the Lord (Yah) I vanquish the demon and give praise to the Lord (Yah) I vanquish the demon and give praise to the Lord (Yah) I vanquish the demon and give praise to the Lord (Yah) Verse Yea, I'm vanquishing boatloads of demons Like Constantine, constantly cleaning These streams of disinformation got y'all tweakin I bury my feelings, I'm hunting for fiendlings I'm calling on Jesus, and Moses, Mohammed and David Use me as a vessel for healing I pray that my words reach the minds of these kids And my teachings prevent future mothers from grieving Big pimp on your team, yah yah Like an ultralight beam peugh peugh Keep a crop full of cream, zah zah This flow hotter than steam from hot jalapeña I hop out the beamer, you know I’m an immigrant Devils wanna play, I’ma pull out the instrument Pimpton™, fire pistons like Michigan Ain’t no one fucking wit me, all y'all impotent Hook Yah, yah, yah, yah Yah, yah, yah, I vanquish the demon and give praise to the Lord (Yah) I vanquish the demon and give praise to the Lord (Yah) I vanquish the demon and give praise to the Lord (Yah) I vanquish the demon and give praise to the Lord (Yah)

Thank you thank you Thank you, Ladies and Gentlemen You are too kind Seeing as how you have chosen, to gather here On this fine day of our Lord It’s only right That we hit you with another mother... Banga Verse Welcome to the pinnacle You are now connected to the heart like a ventricle O.D. on the beat like the flow laced with fentanyl But this that, always pure and uncut Was raised by the lions And I laid in the cobra's clutch Now let me show you what that venom do I spit about a million verses, yeah you know I penned a few And every single word is true I’m Cole like unforgettable And this the definition of me rapping like the rent is due Yeah I’m Efren Reyes how I break it down I stay on cue, I’m working on two commas in front of the decimal My girl she look like Lucy Liu If shawty bust it open Then I ate it like some tentacles You know that I’m a menace boo Them other boys is foul like some technicals Speeding down the fast lane But focused like it’s ten and two, I’m telling you Yeah My family tree is alcoholics and Buddhist priests My eulogy is strictly between you and me You know I come in peace but never take my kind for weak A living mystery, the missing piece So you should love me while I’m here Cause when I’m gone y’all be missing me Yeah Hook (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Making all this fuckin bread getting dough (getting dough) I got voices in my head yes I know (yes I know) I been living on the edge, but I been saying all my prayers And I think it’s gettin clear, here we go (here we go) Verse Awn So turn me up then sit back and enjoy the majesty A multitude of flows I unload on you like a factory Of factually implicit waves that flood ya whole anatomy A sonic Trojan horse, you let me in, I'm bringing the cavalry How cavalier of me, to circumvent a near calamity Like dodging obstacles while she fellay me on the freeway I know they mad at me, cuz I’m on wax more than a candle be And naturally, I'm spittin that shit that have all their bitches stannin me Had to cut some people off cause I was gettin social atrophy No doubt I'd rather be, conducting studies in my laboratory So casually, I embark in Napoleon tradition On my mission to christen these instrumentals like a Christian Got more lines than soup kitchens In a school for fly fishing It’s the red eyed jedi, never catch me with my high missing I be spinnin like a Beyblade, let it rip, I do it daily Pimp been ripping on microphones before the Fugees had a lady Chose this life before I chose this body, yeah I know it's crazy But the truth is I’m the truest to ever do this, so who could blame me I been saying all my prayers, and I done conquered all my fears Now I'm pulling up with the phantom to the show, Figaro Hook Making all this fuckin bread getting dough (getting dough) I got voices in my head yes I know (yes I know) I been living on the edge, but I been saying all my prayers And I think it’s gettin clear, here we go (here we go)

Phew Iss gas (Yeah) Pimpton baby (Pimp) (Awn) You want a drink Hook I'm sittin back, spinnin fats, blowing all my Cake up She take it to the face, this dank be fuckin up her make up Everythings for sale and Pimpton never take a pay cut In this world of bloodsuckers call me Buffy got the stake tucked I keep this bitch packing like my bong right when I wake up Stay super bowls, but where I stay they call that Grey Cup Mans don't need to stand the bitch, I pass the fish, she hit the lay up So don't go acting surprised if when you finish she say pay up Verse Take a ride up in this Benz, turn all your friends to enemies She used to have such nice brown eyes, but now they green with jealousy Counting so much scratch I still got itchy thumbs and sore hands But if them haters come around, I'm squaring'em up like floor plans Airing them out like door jams, baby who got smoke wit me Ugh, last boy who tried got got outside and my hotbox hardly leaked I’ma hotboy, double oh Weezy P. I. M. capital PT Press my gas, double up and peace Fill me glass keep my cognac neat Shorty if you got a booty, go head spread it on the floor You know we don't give a fuck, if you aint shave ya booty hole Turn dat pussy to Mcflurry, she got frost bite from the pole Catch these niggas acting frosty, word to Wendy's, leave em frozen, dosing Hook I'm sittin back, spinnin fats, blowing all my Cake up She take it to the face, this dank be fuckin up her make up Everythings for sale and Pimpton never take a pay cut In this world of bloodsuckers call me Buffy got the stake tucked I keep this bitch packing like my bong right when I wake up Stay super bowls, but where I stay they call that Grey Cup Mans don't need to stand the bitch, I pass the fish, she hit the lay up So don't go acting surprised if when you finish she say pay up Sup mane, it’s your boy Juicy J Shut the fuck up Just wanna say a shout-out to Kholebeatz mane Keeping it Trill down in Norway Keep doin ya thang mane Keep turnin up Stayin lit You are now listening to P.T. & Kholebeatz

Yeah Yeah, yeah I’m from Tennesse mane (Lil Wyte in the buildin) Tennesse created (created) Started (started) And we gon finish it (Wyte music motherfucker) Hook I just blew the bag now I’m (higher than a vulture) Geeked up with my clan getting (higher than a vulture) Ralph just passed the damn xans (higher than a vulture) Dashed off in the slab smoking dabs, blowin gas yeah I just blew the bag now I’m (higher than a vulture) Geeked up with my clan getting (higher than a vulture) Ralph just passed the damn xans (higher than a vulture) Dashed off in the slab smokin dabs, blowin gas yeah Shorty what ya name is yeah You could be someone famous yeah Nevermind that janky lookin nigga that you came with here Misewell roll with me, I could put you on the A-list yeah You started at the bottom girl, but you can be my main bitch yeah Kwame pack the blunt, lets get faded like some old paint Stackin so much bread now all my bankstubs look like wholegrain I’m smokin on that killa, my throwaway bitch look like cocain I put her on the track and let her ride me like the Soul Train Ralph just poured up a foe mane I rolled one and smoked the whole thing All my niggas ball foreal, like Tory Lanez, no Rogain I copped a new bitch, I finnessed her from her old man Ask me bout my goal I’ll say the world, I want the whole thang Hook I just blew the bag now I’m (higher than a vulture) Geeked up with my clan getting (higher than a vulture) Ralph just passed the damn xans (higher than a vulture) Dashed off in the slab smoking dabs, blowin gas yeah I just blew the bag now I’m (higher than a vulture) Geeked up with my clan getting (higher than a vulture) Ralph just passed the damn xans (higher than a vulture) Dashed off in the slab smokin dabs, blowin gas yeah Verse Smokin on this killa shit Then I dipped off to my whip (to my whip) Cause I had that thing up on my hip I had to stash it quick (stash it quick) Got a double cup filled up Put a foey in twoey (sippin) Know I’m leanin like a muhfuck None of my niggas be acting right None of my niggas be acting white All of my niggas black out Skate on you bitches like halfpipes These xannies got me fumbling, stumbling Trippin over the broads Lord But they still wanna take a picture with the D boy I be smokin purp Got these fleek ass bitches working They be pullin on my shirt And trying to show me what they worth Got a gang of jane, got a gang of lean If you link me up I’m the hood pharmacy Hook And I just blew the bag now I’m (higher than a vulture) Geeked up with my clan getting (higher than a vulture) Ralph just passed the damn xans (higher than a vulture) Dashed off in the slab smoking dabs, blowin gas yeah I just blew the bag now I’m (higher than a vulture) Geeked up with my clan getting (higher than a vulture) Ralph just passed the damn xans (higher than a vulture) Dashed off in the slab smokin dabs, blowin gas yeah