SUPERFICIAL.

Big, big pimping, big pimping, big
Uh, big, said I'm, big pimping big
Uh, big pimping big, said I'm

Big pimping, big different, super-ficial, when I rap know I'm big living
I don't give a fuck who with him
Could fuck around and let my boo get him
Dude fishing, bring the reel in, look how they feeling
The green a make you tell who bitter
No green a show you who with it
Smooth talk boy slick with it
That's why the shots getting cheeky like botox
Peepin' energy clear know I know ops
Putting two and two together y'all co-ops
Got me skipping your shit like I throw rocks
When I'm at the scene cut make the show stop
Make a rapper switch lanes like road blocks
I don't care if I offend when the flow pop
Fuck if u k with the bars like Don't Flop
In the office on my off days
Want a pent house with the car space
Bring the hoes to the top like a salt shake
Then they get salty when they know they gotta part ways
Knocking on the door like the fuck is up
Punchlines out of no where that's a sucker punch
Way that she be riding me got to tell her buckle up
Pussy lips so fat shit look like it pucker up
I don't give a fuck enough, and you know you ain't buck enough
My throwaways hit yea I call 'em chuck it ups
Why you scared to let your bitch out like you suck it up
Insecure muhhfukkas, not sure muhfukkas
The type of energy that make her tell me it's yours
When I'm on it like this man who better than the boy, huh

Big pimping, big different, super-ficial, when I rap know I'm big living
I don't give a fuck who with him
Could fuck around and let my
Aye, I let my boo get him

Big pimpin', big dollars
Still holding onto faith, I think I'm Chris Wallace, Ha ha
I huff and puff and blow your whole house down
Watch for the ones that switch whenever your spouse round
Kick game, Jordan four
She seen my whip, ate me up like a Smorgasbord
Can't take her out the country, she get more than bored
Wanna pick her up, but she gon want more than Fords
And I'm with it, big Benzes
BMW, fully loaded come with fake friendships, Haha
Lotta brothers, lotta love yas
Lotta pucker ups, and plotting to get something from ya
ah ah
Superficial 'til the ref blow the whistle
Want something real, well then show me the appeal
I want that raw, she want that Christian Dior
I usually peep hoes, but you the one that I adore
So I'm big with her, with 6 options
Big deal up on campus cuz my shit popping
She seen me working, wasn't certain
Saw me splurging, now she look at me like, What a wordsmith
You got me living like niggas up in these videos
That steak dinner and wine don't come with residuals
That bottle of 1942 ain't really old
Take it back it's room temp, I'm really cold

I'm superficial 'til the ref blow the whistle, I'm superficial 'til the ref blow the whistle
I'm superficial 'til the ref blow the whistle, superficial 'til the ref blow the whistle



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Writer(s): Tobi. Tobi.
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