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Kodak Black - Pimpin Ain't Eazy [Official Music Video]
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kodak Black
Kodak Black
Vocals
Charlie Handsome
Charlie Handsome
Programming
Nick Mira
Nick Mira
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bill K. Kapri
Bill K. Kapri
Songwriter
Charlie Handsome
Charlie Handsome
Songwriter
Nick Mira
Nick Mira
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Charlie Handsome
Charlie Handsome
Producer
Nick Mira
Nick Mira
Producer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Derek Garcia
Derek Garcia
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Tide, they dead, flies everywhere
Y'all know that, it's Lil Kodak, ay
You play, you lay
Ain't no punk in me
Ain't no punk in me but I be pulling out the strap
Like I'm a dyke, or something
[Verse 2]
I be pullin' out straps on these fuck ****
I go Young M.A. on these dumb bitches
Like a dyke man, you **** can't fuck with me
If a **** says it's up, then it's stuck with me
What's the principle? Pimpin' ain't easy
I'm invincible, **** can't beat me
Aye, what's the principle? Pimpin' ain't easy
I'm invincible, **** can't beat me
[Verse 3]
I was in the 8-5, me and Pac hittin' it
I been out 6 months, made 4 million
Slide in the 6-4, windows tinted
**** had to get low, them boys start hittin'
Fuck around, hit the lil' hoe with no jimmy
If a **** say go, better go kill him
Said that Lil' Zo can cut throat with no feelings
Mama watched her lil' boy turn into a man
I don't care I go fed and get a life sentence
I want everybody dead, **** no limit
I don't shake **** hands, 'cause I ain't friendly
When I pull up to the crib, have no panties
I been leanin' to the right, like I'm on xannies
I been thuggin' all my life, I ain't romantic
When I whip out the .45, don't panic
When I whip out the .45, don't panic
[Verse 4]
I be pullin' out straps on these fuck ****
I go Young M.A. on these dumb bitches
Like a dyke man, you **** can't fuck with me
If a **** says it's up, then it's stuck with me
What's the principle? Pimpin' ain't easy
I'm invincible, **** can't beat me
Aye, what's the principle? Pimpin' ain't easy
I'm invincible, **** can't beat me
[Verse 5]
New AP, flood
Water on my butt like a tub
I got my lil' gun in the club
Don't worry about me, I'm a thug
You kill a street ****, get a dime
If you kill a rap ****, get a dub
Big chain on my neck, don't budge
Fuckin' DeJ Loaf like a stud
I swapped out the mic for the gun
I swapped out the ice for the mud
I swapped out the spice for the bud
Fuckin' on a dyke, I'm in love
I'm fuckin' with a dyke, she the one
Kodak don't show no remorse
I be automatic tryin' get a **** touched
Kodak on tour, with his boys
Say they got a whole gun store on the bus
Missy Elliott, come and sex me
Hoppin' off a jet, to a cheque, to a jet-ski
I beatbox a **** like the music
I'm thuggin' in my Reebok, I never need Gucci
I don't even see the confusion
I'm fuckin' Young M.A., long as she got a coochie
Say she got the strap and the toolie
Say she put the crack in her booty
[Verse 6]
I be pullin' out straps on these fuck ****
I go Young M.A. on these dumb bitches
Like a dyke man, you **** can't fuck with me
If a **** says it's up, then it's stuck with me!
What's the principle? Pimpin' ain't easy
I'm invincible, **** can't beat me
Aye, what's the principle? Pimpin' ain't easy
I'm invincible, **** can't beat me
Written by: Bill K. Kapri, Charlie Handsome, Nick Mira
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