Lyrics:
brought the sink (woo)
Collars blue
I switched it up and now it's pink
Chop, chop, chop by my style
I mix it up the way they can't
I don't love that bitch,
from Broward but I’ll go MIA come and grab a mango
I’m feeling lucky meet me at the end of the rainbow
Her pussy hot pink hubba Bubba this ain’t no
I'm waking them up
Do it so loudly they calling the cops
Like what
They think I'm a slut
Put two in the pink and one in her butt
You think you know
that bitch
Catch me in the bando
Scrape the pot with wrist
I gotta i gotta
I gotta i got a 30 clip
Wrist sub zero long clip limo
Mac my hip no windows
had it made
Sunrise came way too fast
She had a stateside plane to catch
And I still don't know where those silver wings took her
But her name was
Making the money to get by
Smoking the Pink Floyd every night
And I'm feeling sad 'cause everyday
I pay the price
Taking a walk to shake it off
good but qualities
How i built up the brand
The Lord carried me
See his prints in the sand
Pink 50s in my hand
Benjamin's and grants
Star for my passport
up, you're tryna catch all my bands
Nothing like this man steady fucking round with the gang
Got this one girl crazy, crazy up in the 'Dam (ayy)
up, you're tryna catch all my bands
Nothing like this man steady fucking round with the gang
Got this one girl crazy, crazy up in the 'Dam (ayy)
He's always around me
But not really here
If I try to catch him
He just disappears
He comes and goes
Like the day and the night
Just like
oh!
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe
Catch yourself by the toe, oh oh oh, oh oh
So afraid you had a choice
To speak with someone else's voice
But it is
a cigarette.
Somebody could catch her, but nobody's tried just yet.
Face to face!
Sheep in space!
And that night they kissed themselves good-bye.
by deeezzz
Put them in the back of a stolen Marquis
Call the cops please cause this muthafucka smell
The ringin' in my ear sound like hell's bells
situation went sour
I'm not gettin' close, and its almost been an hour
Girls use panties, pretty in pink
She took em' off and asked what do you think?
Well
ballin bankhead
[x4:]
Louie v bag be dats were the cash be jeans stay saggin million doallar mouthpiece
Catch me flying by in a two seater fitted hat
bitches catch me, we goin' to the feds
Mixin' Christian Dior with some shit
I don't even much know how to say it
Bitch crazy as hell talkin' 'bout she
superstar things
Pullup leher aku penuh ngan blings
Yeah diamond all pink
I got robbers tryna rob me for days
You know I’m cool all that with your homie
But i
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