Pimps n Hustlers (feat. Luh Tyler)

Whoa-oh-oh

Gang in this thang

Sipping champagne on the plane (What? whoa-oh, oh)

'Bout to roll up a new strain (Whoa-oh)

Make a new chain (What? What?)

Uh, matter of fact

I didn't even know that you get down like that

Me and your girl finding out at the same time

Soon as I'm done, she can have you right back

Take a hit of this kush and relax, throw these racks

We could be at my place in 'bout thirty-five flat

Telling me we a perfect match

Then don't say nothin' in the morning 'cause she don't fall for the trap

Bumping into a real **** wasn't on your path

Usually keep to yourself, you rolling up and laughing

You ain't want to choose up, but now you in my lap

You wanna leave with the boss, you are what you attract

She said it ain't nothing wrong just that I came correct (Came correct)

Do what I want ain't, no disrespect

I'm just a young **** with a bigger check

And this is for the players, pimps, and the hustlers

Pimps and the hustlers

And this is for the players, pimps, and the hustlers

Pimps and the hustlers

And this is for the players, pimps, and the hustlers (Skii)

For the pimps and the hustlers

And this is for the players, pimps, and the hustlers

For the pimps and the hustlers

I'm a real hustler, pockets full of blues (Blues)

Turn your L's into lessons, you can't never lose (Never lose)

Talk your girl out her pants, Tyler real smooth (Smooth)

Man, I swear I need my bands up there with the roof (With the roof)

Got a phone full of hoes, I'm a real player (Player)

****, I'ma get this money, fuck them bitches later (On God)

Mr. Skii got all the sauce, he got all the flavor (Skii)

We was starving till I put some mills on the table

Said the money was gon' change me, but it never did (Yeah)

Tyler ran his bands up, now he getting rich (I'm getting rich)

No time for no games, man, it's time to handle biz

You get rich, **** change up, that just how it is (That's how it is)

'Fore I started rapping, **** say I wouldn't be shit (What?)

Now I'm in the booth, smoking big blunts with Wiz (I'm geeked)

Skii was dreaming for this life, now it's really his (It's really his)

Mama told me run them bands up, so I did

So I did, ****, yeah, aye

And this is for the players, pimps, and the hustlers

Pimps and the hustlers (Yeah, aye)

And this is for the players, pimps, and the hustlers

Pimps and the hustlers (Yeah, aye)

And this is for the players, pimps, and the hustlers

For the pimps and the hustlers

And this is for the players, pimps, and the hustlers (Yeah, aye)