Pimpin Ain’t Eazy Lyrics By Kodak Black
[Kodak Black]
Tide, they dead, flies everywhere
Y’all know that, it’s Lil Kodak, ay, you play, you lay
Ain’t no punk in me, ain’t no punk in me but I be pulling out the strap
Like I’m a ***, or something
[Kodak Black]
I be pullin’ out straps on these *** niggas
I go Young M.A. on these dumb ***
Like a *** man, you niggas can’t *** with me
If a *** says it’s up, then it’s stuck with me
What’s the principle? Pimpin’ ain’t easy
I’m invincible, niggas can’t beat me
Ayy, what’s the principle? Pimpin’ ain’t easy
I’m invincible, niggas can’t beat me
[Kodak Black]
I was in the 8-5, me and Pac hittin’ it
I been out six months, made four million
Slide in the 6-4, windows tinted
*** had to get low, them boys start hittin’
*** around, hit the lil’ *** with no jimmy
If a *** say go, better go *** him
Said that Lil’ Zo he cut throat with no feelings
Mama watch her lil’ boy turn into a menace
I don’t care, I go fed and get a life sentence
I want everybody dead, *** no limit
I don’t shake niggas’ hands, ’cause I ain’t friendly
When I pull up to the crib, have no ***
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
[Kodak Black]
I be pullin’ out straps on these *** niggas
I go Young M.A. on these dumb ***
Like a *** man, you niggas can’t *** with me
If a *** says it’s up, then it’s stuck with me
What’s the principle? Pimpin’ ain’t easy
I’m invincible, niggas can’t beat me
Ayy, what’s the principle? Pimpin’ ain’t easy
I’m invincible, niggas can’t beat me
[Kodak Black]
New AP, flood, water on my butt like a tub
I got my lil’ *** in the club, don’t worry about me, I’m a thug
You a *** a street ***, get a dime
If you *** a rap ***, get a dub
Big chain on my neck, don’t budge
***’ DeJ Loaf like a stud
I swapped out the mic for the ***
I swapped out the ice for the mud
I swapped out the spice for the bud
***’ on a ***, I’m in love
I’m ***’ with a ***, she the one
Kodak don’t show no remorse, I be automatic tryin’ get a *** touched
Kodak on tour, with his boys, say they got a whole *** store on the bus
Missy Elliott, come and *** me
Hoppin’ off a jet, to a cheque, to a jet-ski
I beatbox a *** like the music
I’m thuggin’ in my Reebok, I never need Gucci
I don’t even see the confusion
I’m ***’ Young M.A., long as she got a coochie
Say she got the strap and the toolie, say she put the *** in her booty
[Kodak Black]
I be pullin’ out straps on these *** niggas
I go Young M.A. on these dumb ***
Like a *** man, you niggas can’t *** with me
If a *** says it’s up, then it’s stuck with me
What’s the principle? Pimpin’ ain’t easy
I’m invincible, niggas can’t beat me
Ayy, What’s the principle? Pimpin’ ain’t easy
I’m invincible, niggas can’t beat me
