Pimpin ain t eazy – Kodak Black lyrics

Lyrics Pimpin ain t eazy – Kodak Black

Pimpin ain t eazy lyrics
Ty, they dead, flies everywhere
Y’all know that, it’s Lil Kodak, you play, you late
Ain’t no punk in me.. ain’t no punk me but I be pulling out the strap
Cause I’m a dyke, son

I be pullin’ out straps on these f**k niggas
I go Young M.A. on these dumb bitches
Like a dyke man, you niggas can’t f**k with me
If a n***a says it’s up, n***a start with me!
What’s the principle? Pimpin’ ain’t easy
I’m invincible, niggas can’t beat me
Aye, What’s the principle? Pimpin’ ain’t easy
I’m invincible, niggas can’t beat me

I was in the 8-5, me and Pac hittin’ it
I been out 6 months, made 4 million
Slide in the 6-4, windows tinted
N***a had to get low, boy start hittin’
F**k around, hit the lil’ hoe no jimmy
If a n***a say go, better go kill him
Said that Lil’ Zo can cut throat with no feelings
Mama watch her own boy turn into a menace
I don’t care, I go fed and get a life sentence
I want everybody dead, n***a no limit
I don’t shake niggas hands, cause I ain’t friendly
When I pull up to the crib, had no panties
I been leanin’ to the right, like I’m on xannies
I been thuggin’ 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 pullin’ out straps on these f**k niggas
I go Young M.A. on these dumb bitches
Like a dyke man, you niggas can’t f**k with me
If a n***a says it’s up, n***a start with me!
What’s the principle? Pimpin’ ain’t easy
I’m invincible, niggas can’t beat me
Aye, What’s the principle? Pimpin’ 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 a kill a street n***a, get a dime
If you kill a rap n***a, get a dub
Big chain on my neck, don’t budge
Fuckin’ 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
Fuckin’ on a dyke, I’m in love
I’m fuckin’ with a dyke, she the one
Kodak don’t show no remorse, I be automatic tryin’ get a n***a touched
Kodak on tour, with his boys, say they got a whole gun store on the bus
Missy Elliott, come and s*x me
Hoppin’ off a jet, to a check, to a jetski
I beatbox a n***a like the music
I’m thuggin’ in my Rebok, I never need Gucci
I don’t even see the confusion
I’m fuckin’ 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 pullin’ out straps on these f**k niggas
I go Young M.A. on these dumb bitches
Like a dyke man, you niggas can’t f**k with me
If a n***a says it’s up, n***a start with me!
What’s the principle? Pimpin’ ain’t easy
I’m invincible, niggas can’t beat me
Aye, What’s the principle? Pimpin’ ain’t easy
I’m invincible, niggas can’t beat me
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Pimpin ain t eazy - Kodak Black
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