[Verse 1]
It ain't no love for them b**hes it ain't no love to gangs
Steppin' on top pimpin' I'm never slippin'
I'm just controllin' your brain
I gotta make my cheese, got bosses
Stealin' k**in' at will real for the hustlers
See the life I live, caps must be peeled
Cause the streets are filled with bustas
Not broke wit the gat in my lap, cuz there's money to makin' these b**hes are breakin'
The n***as they dyin' before they get grown
Where half the time, these bullets will take they dome
So I sleep with the chrome, When I'm in that zone
Or fry that light green, big blunts be blown
We livin' up in a big mansion diggin' on b**hes as my condom caught the nut, I use two, cuz we f**in' on some p**y ho
Cal. I brought, but I got it on safety
I'm 'bout to watch out for these b**hes
Cause they quick to put a click, b**h can't fade this
Skinny Pimp my name, We stick up
We serving up b**hes on your curb, we hurting, murdering b**hes that cross out the family hoe ain't nothing changed
This course is out for them hoes that wanna run the track
s** and rise these co*ks b**h and recognize a real mack
[Hook] 2x
I'm true to the sh** that I speak, Don't test me
I sweep the ground from your feet I don't trust me
f** a straitjacket them fools put me in a straittrench
A psycho at large I'm not from Earth I'm from Mars b**h
[Verse 2]
Players what you hitting for, I'm co*king my pistol
They hits the floor
Don't look at me trick cuz I take your life
I'm steady tryin' to make that cash flow
Now gimme the dope then I run out the door
Headin' to my hoopie thang
I'm close to the liquor store, im fiending for tanqueray
So I falls in mane
Cameras takin' my mugshots
Im co*king my Glock, then I point then pop
Tanqueray,Alize, Hennessy, pressing it quick
Before they a** drop
Skinny Pimp in the trench coat ball headed with a leather hat pimpin' n robbin' I might wanna jet then went to the hideout switchin' my gats
Smokin' a sack to the bong, body numb from the fry stick
I swang n bang thru the projects checkin' my trap my stable just breaking them tricks
Poppin' these cones with the crooked thangs
Counterfeit money boy takin' your yay
Robbin his funny, I'll spare your life
Robbin' is funny, But I still pray
Them fools talkin' 'bout they go touch me
They can't touch me
I must touch them first
Attach a bomb under the muffler, BOOM!
They family finna be rolling in a hearse
They can't see me like three, time up
Things like that, gotta roll wit the mafia
Bullets lead, better duck, got life f**ed up, I'm so serious
[Hook]
I'm true to the sh** that I spit Don't test me
I sweep the ground From your feet I don't trust me
f** a straight jacket them fools put me in a straight trench
A psycho at large I'm not from earth I'm from mars b**h
[Verse 3]
You see I'm comin' out with this pimpin' sh** to
Keep you n***as hip
The pimpin' never dies haters got me loading a clip
Better yet, I gotta watch my back
Cuz some of these n***as jackin'
I make that paper
But now I prepared for a s**er
That start with the .45 bodyshaker
Tossing up your block with the Glock
They gon face satan, cus I don't care
North Memphis, once I heard them echoes
Throw your sets in da air
Here we go with the thrust it's a must when we bust to f** you up
b**h fall up off of us, buckshot shells they spread on his face,fall on his back, his eyes was open, he dying, he crying, he tryna survive. I'm buckin n dumpin' the gauge, the scope, I'm chunkin that b**h
Ain't no evidence leavin' no fingerprints
I got birds in my trunk, if you whoop me, I ain't worried sh**t
I chief to release pimpin in so many forms
Pimpin' gotta get about my hustlin' day by day them wraps, I'm smokin' one
I been woke since the day before yesterday
Ho don't make me mad
b**h you're p**y funky' uh uh you better have some cash
[Hook]
I'm true to the sh** that I spit Don't test me
I sweep the ground From your feet I don't trust me
f** a straight jacket them fools put me in a straight trench
A psycho at large I'm not from earth I'm from mars b**h