Just Pimpin'

I probably could
But would it work out in my favor?
Clyde and Bonnie died pulling capers
(Uh)
And ain't no capes here
But she think imma save her
Rather be the villain
Than to work that type of labor
Now the options on the table
You could leave me now
Wouldn't even think to call you crazy
I'm a no-good manipulator
Hate me now
Kill me later
Loving you is easy
But to me it feel eviscerating
Out my life
Your Lyft is waiting

Damn I hate to be this way
It's in my blood
Love the game
Love the hustle
Could see 2 single dollars
But I still wouldn't see a couple
I'll be just like my uncle
I'm a chip off the old block
I guess i'm just a Ruffle, huh?
You need to quit from loving me
I'm just too troublesome
Wish she had a piece of me
This dish ain't got no bubblegum
Flex like i'm from One-on-One
I ain't finna chase her
So I don't know what she running from
Must just be a dunt-da-dunt

Want me in the picture?
You should take a polaroid
Never been a Saint
I never claimed I was a NOLA boy
And Ms. Frankie couldn't foster my imagination
Always was a Mac
But I was never good at maturation

She want me to think that she the one that got away?
Ion give a damn
I got a new chick comin' Saturday
If we make a movie
Imma make thIS shit a matinee
And she come from out of state
So what the hell you got to say?

In relationships, I'm more like Wreck It Ralph
Got a shorty on the Eastside
Her body from the South
And she know she got that fire
There was never any doubt
Only problem is her talking
Cause she love to run her mouth
On occasions run a muck
And me? I'm Mr. Run-It-Up
She want that Telfar
200 bucks to me just ain't enough
I could toss ya ass some money
But don't go looking for love
Ain't no happy endings here
Best believe, you outta luck

Fuck it
Switch the subject
Light the dutchess
I'm a bucket boy from Ashland
Cash and the change
Now the people finally know my name
So great they call me Dane
What's a pimp without his cane, huh?

Still a pimp
It ain't no love round here
Still a pimp
It ain't no love round here
(Uh, yea)
Still a pimp
It ain't no love round here
Still a pimp
It ain't no love round here

This the type of love that need a Reverend though
Too hard to let it go
I would've tried
Can't explain it, why I keep it close
And use it just to breach the wire
Peabo, tryna feel the fire
Preach to a singing choir
Sweater and mistletoe

The holidays won't ever be the same plight
The way I shoot my shot is reminiscent
Call it Dame-like
And the way they might see it
(Uhh)
I keep my chain tight
Duck and dodging women in the club who know my name ice

You thought the love negate the pain like it's over
That's why you party on all night and never sober
That's why you call me up in the middle of your pride
Like if you wanna make it up
Then you can fuck around slide, shid
You thought the pain was insane and only temporary
You looking forward to Mother's Days and February
But best believe I'll have your whole lane shook
Still a pimp
But this a pass no look
(No look)
Shidd

Fuck it
Switch the subject
Light the dutchess
Imma bucket boy from Ashland
Cash and the change
Now the people finally know my name
So great they call me Dane
What's a pimp without his cane?

Still a pimp
It ain't no love round here
Still a pimp
It ain't no love round here
(Uh, yea)
Still a pimp
It ain't no love round here
Still a pimp
It ain't no love round here
(It ain't no love at all)