Pimpin Ain't Eazy

(album: Bill Israel - 2020)

Tied, they dead, flies everywhere
Y'all know that, it's Lil Kodak, ayy, you play, you lay
Ain't no punk in me
Ain't no punk in me but I be pulling out the strap
Like I'm a dyke, or something
Niggas plotting on us (Ayy, ayy)

I be pulling out straps on these fuck niggas
I go Young M.A. on these dumb bitches
Like a dyke man, you niggas can't fuck with me
If a nigga says it's up, then it's stuck with me
What's the principle? Pimping ain't easy
I'm invincible, niggas can't beat me
Ayy, what's the principle? Pimping ain't easy
I'm invincible, niggas can't beat me

I was in the 8-5, me and Pac hitting it
I been out six months, made four million
Slide in the 6-4, windows tinted
Nigga had to get low, them boys start hitting
Fuck around, hit the lil' hoe with no jimmy
If a nigga say go, better go kill him
Said that Lil' Zo he cut throat with no feelings
Mama watch her lil' boy turn into a menace
I don't care, I go fed and get a life sentence
I want everybody dead, nigga no limit
I don't shake niggas' hands, 'cause I ain't friendly
When I pull up to the crib, have no panties
I been leaning to the right, like I'm on xannies
I been thugging all my life, I ain't romantic
When I whip out the .45, don't panic
When I whip out the .45, don't panic

I be pulling out straps on these fuck niggas
I go Young M.A. on these dumb bitches
Like a dyke man, you niggas can't fuck with me
If a nigga says it's up, then it's stuck with me
What's the principle? Pimping ain't easy
I'm invincible, niggas can't beat me
Ayy, what's the principle? Pimping ain't easy
I'm invincible, niggas can't beat me

New AP, flood
Water on my butt like a tub
I got my lil' gun in the club
Don't worry about me, I'm a thug
You kill a street nigga, get a dime
If you kill a rap nigga, get a dub
Big chain on my neck, don't budge
Fucking DeJ Loaf like a stud
I swapped out the mic for the gun
I swapped out the ice for the mud
I swapped out the spice for the bud
Fucking on a dyke, I'm in love
I'm fucking with a dyke, she the one
Kodak don't show no remorse
I be automatic, tryna get a nigga touched
Kodak on tour, with his boys
Say they got a whole gun store on the bus
Missy Elliott, come and sex me
Hopping off a jet, to a cheque, to a jet-ski
I beatbox a nigga like the music
I'm thugging in my Reebok, I never need Gucci
I don't even see the confusion
I'm fucking Young M.A., long as she got a coochie
Say she got the strap and the toolie
Say she put the crack in her booty

I be pulling out straps on these fuck niggas
I go Young M.A. on these dumb bitches
Like a dyke man, you niggas can't fuck with me
If a nigga says it's up, then it's stuck with me
What's the principle? Pimping ain't easy
I'm invincible, niggas can't beat me
Ayy, what's the principle? Pimping ain't easy
I'm invincible, niggas can't beat me