S.L.A.B. - Pimpin lyrics

[Hook - 2x] I know these boppers, steady calling me Since I'm a pimp, I let em know that I don't f** for free I threw the top off my slab, and swang it like a G Click the remote to my trunk, and now I'm looking clean [Bridge - 2x] Boppers steady calling my phone Won't leave me alone, I'm riding on chrome And this a habit, I'ma be a playa for life That's shining so bright, I'm creeping at night I gotta have it [Trae] Hop aside of my dropper top, or this cla**ified half-a-slabber If a bopper be riding my dick, it's guaranteed I'm grab her Superstar like the Fat Pat, swanging off in a black Lac Spitting game and I got that, run up in and get out that Ain't no kissing and hugging, no rubbing no loving hoes My mission is to get with em, and then I'ma be f**ing hoes Tag teaming with Yung Redd, too much game so we going FED The only way for these hoes to see us, is if they coming off bread Why let you f** me for free, so you can get a reputation Better get your hoe chance up out my face, or a backhand you gon be facing Late night and crawling the slab, and loading up the block I'm a playa forever, and my game I'm setting up [Yung Redd] These hoes saying Yung Redd, ain't nothing nice Whatever the price, I keep wearing yellow ice I'm top notch from my shoes from my shuns, to my socks Cause Redd in a drop, don't usually stop or wait I coming up, man I can't let these hoes, take me under And I don't need to know your name, f** your phone number You see me in the street, I'm spending money er-y week Talk is cheap, and most n***as ain't street Go ask them hoes in the hood, yeah they know me well I hit the block, so the spot and get a cop tail Ain't hard to tell, my money too long to fail Now when my solo drop, you know it's gon sell [Hook - 2x] [Jay'Ton] I was blessed to get the game, so I give it back to em Run up in em flossing and tossing, so much it be amusing Laid back and recline, while I'm checking my palm pilot With my hand on the wheel, looking like a pimp when I glide it Tinted up so I'm private, trying to get away from the boppers Creeping they neighborhood, late night on don't-stoppers I'm a T-H-U-G, repping S.L.A.B Riding B-L-U-E, in a B-U-I-C K with Trae, and we dubbing it out the roof With diamonds on every tooth, and you know that we bopper proof Never gon be tricking change, on a nothing-a** hoe I'ma hit it and quit it, and that's the way the game go [Lil B] What you know about a P-I, M to the P I'm a player baby girl, I can't f** you hoes for free Acting like you my girlfriend, blowing up my cell phone Keep it real you just fronting, trying to ride on my pone' That's why I stay one deep on the creep, I ride solo Fa sho hoe, I know you wanna f** this fo' do' But no, I push my roof back, and pop my trunk open Swanging down your block, gla** and 84's poking Choking you hoes and haters, a playa that's me Silly b**h you thought you played, L-I-L to the B But I'm a G, think about it we ain't f**ing for free Cut you loose, now I got all kinda boppers calling me [Hook - 2x] [Bridge - 2x]