[Chorus]
She had dreams of the finer things
Of designer clothes and diamond rings
The day she met a pimp (I probably broke that bitch)
The day she met a pimp (I probably broke that ho)
The day she met a pimp (I probably broke that bitch)
The day she met a pimp (I probably broke that ho)

[Verse 1: SaySoTheMac]
Super mackalicious, extra money out your ho bitch
SaySoTheMac took your bitch to get an abortion
No flip, heart cold, n***a, when I dome shit
Be a broke n***a if I don't pimp, no blimp
Fly n***a sippin' purple potion, I'm posted
Pour the red, n***a, like bread, n***a, toast it
Oh shit, hella wavy, n***a, like the ocean
Plastered my head, yeah, real West Coast shit
Who this broke-ass bitch thinkin' she know shit?
Call my phone, oh, it sound like a dumb broke bitch
Yeah, she cute, but her brains wide open
I'ma knock an ugly bitch, get these blues yokin'
I bust you when your mouth is open
Why the fuck all my fag hoes come from Oakland?
Why the fuck these hoes playin', bitch? I ain't jokin'
Think I'm fallin' for the games, bitch, you must be smokin'
[Chorus]
She had dreams of the finer things
Of designer clothes and diamond rings
The day she met a pimp (I probably broke that bitch)
The day she met a pimp (I probably broke that ho)
The day she met a pimp (I probably broke that bitch)
The day she met a pimp (I probably broke that ho)

[Verse 2: Fenix Flexin]
Met this freaky lil' bitch a n***a broke at the store
She be textin' me and shit, but we don't kick it no more
I'ma cop a two-liter, then go pour me a four
Swear a n***a paranoid when I hear knocks at the door, ayy
Explosive, West Coast shit
Fenix fuckin' Flexin get the money out a ho bitch
Pop this Adderall, kinda hard to lose my focus
I'm slidin' in that foreign, boy, you slidin' in that Focus
Ayy, get you knocked off
Good molly, it's gon' give a n***a lockjaw
All that talkin' on the 'Gram gon' get you blocked off
N***as sippin' fake drank, that is not raw
Gucci, Givenchy, this bitch tryna tempt me
I'ma go and get 'em, shoot the clip until it's empty
I'm pimpin' on a bitch, all these n***as really simpin'
We them n***as airin' out the party, really trippin'
[Chorus]
She had dreams of the finer things
Of designer clothes and diamond rings
The day she met a pimp (I probably broke that bitch)
The day she met a pimp (I probably broke that ho)
The day she met a pimp (I probably broke that bitch)
The day she met a pimp (I probably broke that ho)