[Intro: Sample + Roc Marciano]
"A'ight, you be careful now
Is that rabbit?
Pimps don't wear rabbit, ho, you know this is real mink right here. Yeah, baby, you wanna feel it? You wanna feel it, huh?" (Uh)
"Alright, baby, you be careful out here. Pimp don't wear nothing fake—real pimps though."
(Yo)
[Verse 1]
You ain't got pop a ecstasy pill
To feel the sex appeal
The legacy was built on this very hill
You couldn't have put it on stills, it'd tilt
And if you killed, pimp juice spilled
My wounds ain't healed
I got bruises still, this is therapeutic help
Always gotta ride with a pistol
Niggas got issues with mental health
MCs hating us, need to hang it up
We all got our hang-ups
But bitch you better not hang my stuff on the wire hanger
My diamond chain is a climate changеr
I'm playing with weather
I got the HAARP machinе in my dresser, I made it winter
I made the tectonic plate shift
Break your dishes, shake the kitchen
Shit was like a 8 on the Richter, maybe bigger
Wake up the baby and the baby-sitter
You could still feel the tremors, pillars trembling
I did all this in the gym dribbling
It wasn't deliberate
I just walked on water, you're all witness
"A'ight, you be careful now
Is that rabbit?
Pimps don't wear rabbit, ho, you know this is real mink right here. Yeah, baby, you wanna feel it? You wanna feel it, huh?" (Uh)
"Alright, baby, you be careful out here. Pimp don't wear nothing fake—real pimps though."
(Yo)
[Verse 1]
You ain't got pop a ecstasy pill
To feel the sex appeal
The legacy was built on this very hill
You couldn't have put it on stills, it'd tilt
And if you killed, pimp juice spilled
My wounds ain't healed
I got bruises still, this is therapeutic help
Always gotta ride with a pistol
Niggas got issues with mental health
MCs hating us, need to hang it up
We all got our hang-ups
But bitch you better not hang my stuff on the wire hanger
My diamond chain is a climate changеr
I'm playing with weather
I got the HAARP machinе in my dresser, I made it winter
I made the tectonic plate shift
Break your dishes, shake the kitchen
Shit was like a 8 on the Richter, maybe bigger
Wake up the baby and the baby-sitter
You could still feel the tremors, pillars trembling
I did all this in the gym dribbling
It wasn't deliberate
I just walked on water, you're all witness
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