[Intro: Princess Loko]
How the fuck you figure I ain't a motherfucking pimp
When all these niggas be jocking me?
How the fuck you figure I ain't a motherfucking pimp
When all these niggas be jocking me?
How the fuck you figure I ain't a motherfucking pimp
When all these niggas be jocking me?
How the fuck you figure I ain't a motherfucking pimp
When all these niggas be jocking me?
How the fuck you figure I ain't a motherfucking pimp
When all these niggas be jocking me?
How the fuck you figure I ain't a motherfucking pimp
When all these niggas be jocking me?
[Verse 1: YUNG PLAGUE]
Fannin' the flames to the third degree
What you heard? *59 grey as concrete
Slammin' a fuckboy's face on the curb
Now he see what I mean when I say "I beat the pussy"
Bitch, I got a fucking pentagram displayed on my hoodie
Spit 666, crammin' the 'gar with some good weed
Light up the blunt
I'm a misfit split between resisting existence and what I could be
Oddy Nuff been up for centuries, probably should sleep
All part of God's plan
Got a heap of sheep that I slaughtered on my land, uh
Three shovels in the dirt, six unmarked graves result of the blade
Got a noose 'round my neck as I rest in the shade as I fade away
The devil is pullin' my leg, uh
How the fuck you figure I ain't a motherfucking pimp
When all these niggas be jocking me?
How the fuck you figure I ain't a motherfucking pimp
When all these niggas be jocking me?
How the fuck you figure I ain't a motherfucking pimp
When all these niggas be jocking me?
How the fuck you figure I ain't a motherfucking pimp
When all these niggas be jocking me?
How the fuck you figure I ain't a motherfucking pimp
When all these niggas be jocking me?
How the fuck you figure I ain't a motherfucking pimp
When all these niggas be jocking me?
[Verse 1: YUNG PLAGUE]
Fannin' the flames to the third degree
What you heard? *59 grey as concrete
Slammin' a fuckboy's face on the curb
Now he see what I mean when I say "I beat the pussy"
Bitch, I got a fucking pentagram displayed on my hoodie
Spit 666, crammin' the 'gar with some good weed
Light up the blunt
I'm a misfit split between resisting existence and what I could be
Oddy Nuff been up for centuries, probably should sleep
All part of God's plan
Got a heap of sheep that I slaughtered on my land, uh
Three shovels in the dirt, six unmarked graves result of the blade
Got a noose 'round my neck as I rest in the shade as I fade away
The devil is pullin' my leg, uh
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