I gotta slow down
My heart left the starting gate
Just finished a bottle of Cabernet
It's 9pm shit I'm late
It was 6 when I told her I'm on the way
Tryna keep my sanity
Ain't much more I can take
Bitches be liars but act like they saints
Retire that game girl that shit is a breeze
I'll pass on any bitch that's runnin from my D
I don't rush my lines you gon feel this Po pimpin
I ain't bout to argue wit bitches
Just sit back and listen
If you ain't wit it - get ya bag and hit it
Life not hard girl, it can all be simple
While she wanna be wit other niggas
I'm stayin' low workin' on my mental
She wanna leave I ain't trippin
Now it's back to this Po Pimpin
It's the D-O-N... P-I-M-P (Ok)
It's the D-O-N... P-I-M-P (Right) (Perfect)
It's the D-O-N... P-I-M-P
Save that bullshit fah them lames
Ya mind got cloudy when ya baby daddy got you paid
It's the same cycle everyday
Say you love me but worried what he doin outta state
Try to draw me in and make me the problem
I ain't playin' bait
Ya story always fishy and it change
This the game I am not about to play
You lied about some goofy shit
So I can't believe a thing that you say
It ain't my mission' to save
Time to cut you off from the Don
You can never have him it's tragic
Time to flip this audio dope like gymnastics
I'm sellin' that shit that make ya high and stick the landing
I'm switching lanes while I'm faded
I'm lit on lakeshore goin' 80
My ex tellin lies to get her fix that's a crack baby
My real G's she ain't never worth it
Even a dime ain't (Perfect)