Parkin Lot
Now the parking lot full
And the chevy's swinging
How them niggas
Miles away but
You still hear it beating
Corn bread and fried chicken
What a nigga eating
Every day we closing deals
I'm still taking meetings
I'm a real fucking player
I ain't tricking bitches
I don't give a fuck about haters
I just keep it pimping
Cargo pocket holding ten
This paper keep me limping
I ain't wit no fucking talking
Fuck your politicen
I be on the scene solo
And I'm fly as a bitch
Even when I mind my business
Niggas all on my dick
Niggas know that I ain't hiding
Boy I'm all in the six
Your bitch knowing what it is
She in the trap getting hit
Integrated vertically
I tried to tell them I'm hot
They too busy up on instagram
Impressing a thot
I'm too busy chasing chickens
Double tying the knot
I'm really eyeing the guap
These niggas pressure done dropped
Now the parking lot full
And the chevy's swinging
How them niggas
Miles away but
You still hear it beating
Corn bread and fried chicken
What a nigga eating
Every day we closing deals
I'm still taking meetings
I'm a real fucking player
I ain't tricking bitches
I don't give a fuck about haters
I just keep it pimping
Cargo pocket holding ten
This paper keep me limping
I ain't wit no fucking talking
Fuck your politicen
What they say
We got hoes in the Parkin lot
My bitch going to text me
And tell me that I'm cheating
I don't know what she talking about
Hit that bitch like umpteen months ago
That bitch keep stalking now
All this gas I got up in my lungs
It left me coughing out
My white T got no stains
And my shorts is extra long
My forces white as cocaine
Only call my extra phone
Been smelling like propane
Covered by some Coach cologne
I know niggas know my name
But do them niggas know I'm on
Now the parking lot full
And the chevy's swinging
How them niggas
Miles away but
You still hear it beating
Corn bread and fried chicken
What a nigga eating
Every day we closing deals
I'm still taking meetings
I'm a real fucking player
I ain't tricking bitches
I don't give a fuck about haters
I just keep it pimping
Cargo pocket holding ten
This paper keep me limping
I ain't wit no fucking talking
Fuck your politicen
And the chevy's swinging
How them niggas
Miles away but
You still hear it beating
Corn bread and fried chicken
What a nigga eating
Every day we closing deals
I'm still taking meetings
I'm a real fucking player
I ain't tricking bitches
I don't give a fuck about haters
I just keep it pimping
Cargo pocket holding ten
This paper keep me limping
I ain't wit no fucking talking
Fuck your politicen
I be on the scene solo
And I'm fly as a bitch
Even when I mind my business
Niggas all on my dick
Niggas know that I ain't hiding
Boy I'm all in the six
Your bitch knowing what it is
She in the trap getting hit
Integrated vertically
I tried to tell them I'm hot
They too busy up on instagram
Impressing a thot
I'm too busy chasing chickens
Double tying the knot
I'm really eyeing the guap
These niggas pressure done dropped
Now the parking lot full
And the chevy's swinging
How them niggas
Miles away but
You still hear it beating
Corn bread and fried chicken
What a nigga eating
Every day we closing deals
I'm still taking meetings
I'm a real fucking player
I ain't tricking bitches
I don't give a fuck about haters
I just keep it pimping
Cargo pocket holding ten
This paper keep me limping
I ain't wit no fucking talking
Fuck your politicen
What they say
We got hoes in the Parkin lot
My bitch going to text me
And tell me that I'm cheating
I don't know what she talking about
Hit that bitch like umpteen months ago
That bitch keep stalking now
All this gas I got up in my lungs
It left me coughing out
My white T got no stains
And my shorts is extra long
My forces white as cocaine
Only call my extra phone
Been smelling like propane
Covered by some Coach cologne
I know niggas know my name
But do them niggas know I'm on
Now the parking lot full
And the chevy's swinging
How them niggas
Miles away but
You still hear it beating
Corn bread and fried chicken
What a nigga eating
Every day we closing deals
I'm still taking meetings
I'm a real fucking player
I ain't tricking bitches
I don't give a fuck about haters
I just keep it pimping
Cargo pocket holding ten
This paper keep me limping
I ain't wit no fucking talking
Fuck your politicen
Credits
Writer(s): Pretty Kartier
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