Wine, Tide, they dead, flies everywhere, y'all know that, it's La Colette, ayy We play, you late Ain't no punk in me Ain't no punk in me, but I be pullin' out scrap I'm a dyke, son I be pullin' out scraps when he fuck niggas I go young in May on these dumb bitches Like a dyke, man, you niggas can't fuck with me If a nigga says up, then start 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 I was in an A5, man, part henna I been out six months, made four million Slidin' in a 64, window tinted Nigga had to get low, them boys start hittin' Fuck around, hit a low hoe with no jammin' If a nigga say go, better go kill him Said he looks old, he cocked up with no feelings I'ma watch a little boy turn to a minute I don't care, I go fed, get a life sentence I'm on everybody dead, nigga, no limit I don't shake niggas' hand, cause I ain't friendly When I pull up to the crib, I have no penance I be leanin' to the right like I'm on Xenus I been thinkin' all my life, I ain't romancin' When I whip out the .45, don't pin it When I whip out the .45, don't pin it I be pullin' out scraps when he fuck niggas I go young in May on these dumb bitches Like a dyke, man, you niggas can't fuck with me If a nigga say it's up, you can't stop 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 New AP, flood Water on my butt like a thug I got my lil' gun in the club Don't worry about me, I'm a thug You kill a street nigga, get a dime If you kill a rap nigga, get a dub Big chain on my neck, don't budge Fuckin' dead loaf like a stud I swapped out the mic for the gun Swapped out the ite for the mud Swapped out the spice for the bud I'm fuckin' on a dyke, I'm in love I'm fuckin' with a dyke, she the one Call that on show, no remorse I be out of matter, tryna get a nigga touch Call that on tour with the boys Said I got a whole gun store on the bus Missy Elliott come and sets me Hoppin' off a jet to a check to a jet ski I be ballin', nigga, like the music I'm thuggin' in my Reebok, I never need Gucci I don't even see the confusion I'm fuckin' young in May, long as she got a coochie Say she got the scrap and the toolie Say she put the crack in her booty I be pullin' out scraps when he fuck niggas I go young in May on these dumb bitches Dyke, man, you niggas can't fuck with me If a nigga say 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 I'm invincible, niggas can't beat me