P.I.M.P. #drifgang I’m still that M.C. How much pictures did you see I’ve been piping up for my new track me and my homies never lackin the opp was lackin he cried on the floor and that’s how he died opps never know how we ride clickin 40s we slide put my chains aside flyin overseas with my powerglide that little boy cried wolf on a big fat yacht across the gulf I’m a P.I.M.P. the guys know not to mess with me I’ve been floating with rotation standing for my black nation grinding overseas getting all these cheese got some paper Time travel to the 1990s I keep my pager people know that I am major I keep my money in 20s downtown with the bentleys getting bands and bands we ridin across Compton your rhymes are very common move through my area with caution selling people like a auction -chorus- sticking to the bet I’m the boss man people know that ima threat dontchu ever forget azure dri$$in walking around in khakis and Burberry my favourite flavour has been raspberry looking back at my ancestry looking at my angle you can’t intercept my tactics My verses go hard I feel like a rapping machine since 12 I hit top 30 and you know that I’m still up on the scene get ready for the series you can not tell my theories or we boutta pop out the cut and packin -chorus-