Pimpology

Pitchfork in my hand like I'm Aquaman with my super friend
Told that bitch if she spend the block, I hope ya tires bend
No more of me fucking with you, rough endz will never mend
I respect hoes as hoes, a bitch with the Bigga goes
Not a bitch who look down on him, or put they nose up
See them the type of bitches that's gon fuck
And the hoes just wanna get a buck and a nut
Niggas be tripping like Greg Reed
Don't listen like the bitch off Creed, may I proceed
I studied pimpology, when y'all was learning bout Biology
She want an apology, when I just want Versace tees
One of us ain't getting what we want, but know I'm gon stunt
Give me about like six months, we gon hit DR for that tummy tuck
That's game, boss her up
Then she getting all the fame
Really all these bitches the same
I make 'em tattoo my name, It's Bigga

Burks and I got the same issues
Babes was telling me the game miss you
I don't never tuck my chains
I'll hold you forever, fore I continue to hold the same pistol
My love don't never change up
I just got out that Range truck
Baby don't fuck my aim up, some of them boys gon actually bang sum
I put my faith in the fountain
That's on my name, its Fontaine
Girl that top was lousy
I just got out that Escalade
I put my trust in God, on God, but I ain't no faith soldier
I'll really die for my bitch, but my girlfriend lonely when I don't show up
I'll really ride for my bitch, that type behind tints gon make me fold up
Backseat king when she pull up on me, I fold her up, fruit roll up
That's really life, two phones on me
Swim trunks and yo hoe on me
I'm in the strip club high as hell
I'm in yo bitch house, pole on me
Yo why she only give throat homie?
No spit, no nothing, just throat homie
I'm finna fix yo hoe homie
This finna help us both homie
She finna snatch some souls
I watch Burks bag the hoes
Cardona Hills my area code
121 come fuck with Gold



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Writer(s): Jamar Burks
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