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Rolling with my pahtnas in the whip
Rolling up that product getting lit
Hit the function
I catch her eye, she lick her lips
Cuz she know my intentions, she know that I'm pimpin
[Verse 1: Lukas G]
Lately I've been bout that Kingdom, body mind soul
In and out of time zones
Two ticket flights, and my future's so bright I can see it with my eyes closed
Never been one to be caught out here lacking
I ride with my pahtnas like wa**up whats happenin?
You talk to me wrong you can guess my reaction
I hop on these songs and I rap off my back end
Luke been a savage, smoother than satin
The flow is too magic, I move like Aladdin
The score is too tragic, you losing I'm laughing
b**h I gotta get it
Pencil waterwhipping
Federales tripping, someone out here tipping
Take them boys to church, deacon Lukas preaching
Can I get a witness?
Running game like Fifa she just wanna kick it
She know that I'm pimping woah
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[Verse 2: Krave]
She know that I'm pimping
She know my intentions
Can't forget to mention
Why you acting shy? You wasn't on this in my mentions
I understand you're cla**y but I think you need detention
I know you need attention
I'm trying to have you hitting notes so high, we'll start ascending
Better not hit my line like "you say this to all your women"
Yeah girl I've been pimping
That doesn't mean this isn't just you and me for a minute
Gone get the D like I'm Pippen
I follow through with my finish
Giving you different strokes this more commercial than intended
You're interested, stop pretending
Come slide on me, don't be kidding
How's honesty for incentive?
You know what you gone be getting
Come roll with me let's get lifted
You poetry I will listen
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[Verse 3: Ali]
Pimping... Pimping... Pimping... Pimping n***a
Pimping... Pimping... Pimping... Pimping my figures
Pimping... Pimping... Pimping...
She know my intentions, did i get to mention
That I am that n***a honey
Motherf** that n***a's money
I know he a simp, I do not go limp
Going hard girl I'm going hard for you
Playing hard to get, pull a card on you
Rolling with my pahtnas, boy my squad loyal
Kings and queens around me boy we all royal
Sawdie smoking just to keep the ball rolling
Never ball-dropping
Sticky fingers like I'm with the mob papi
Rolling good, burner on my side probably
Rolling good, baddie on my side definitely
And her thigh's hefty, switching sides heavy
Boy her eyes deadly, but she riding with me
Bussing juggs, Bonnie to the Clyde of me
Take the throne right to the side of me
Take a dive for me, take this ride with me
Rollin!
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