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