[Verse]
Pimp the chimp, swingin’ through the chaos,
Banana clips loaded, and the game’s on blast.
Jungle crown heavy, gold teeth all flash,
Snatch vines, then dive—straight into the cash.
[Verse 2]
Street’s my dojo, paws pack the muscle,
Peel back ops, no room for the hustle.
Alpha in my veins, I don’t even flinch,
You a monkey on the bar, I’m the whole bench press.
[Chorus]
I’m King Kong stompin’, runnin’ this vine,
Jungle gym boss, yeah the throne is mine.
Silverbacks bow, gorillas pay fines,
Swing on the real, you caught in decline.
[Verse 3]
Coconuts drop like drum clicks and triggers,
Grit so thick, turn baboons to quitters.
Tarzan got scared, can’t handle my figures,
I’m the jungle Picasso—paint with beast vigor.
[Bridge]
Snakes all hiss while I stack my ish,
Eagles wanna see a chimp fall in the mist.
But I’m a rooftop climber above this spit,
Pimp in the trees, crown real, no skit.
[Verse 4]
Opps talk slick, but they stay banana-skinned,
Slip when I step, know I’m sharper than a pin.
Runnin’ these vines like a freeway spin,
Pimp the chimp, ain't a soul touchin’ my kin.