"Pinks" lyrics

"Pinks"

[Fimiguerrero:]
Uh, huh
Let's go
Fuck this shit man
Its cause I got
Huh
(Oh my God its Fimiguerrero)
Uh yeah

Had to make that move (Bitch)
She said she hate fuck niggas, I hate them too (I hate them too)
I got a big bag, the big bag is double than you (Bigger bag than you)
Man I've been living so fast since I came out of the womb (Ahh)
I put the gang on attack (Ooh)
I mixed the Margiela denim with Helmut Lang, nigga I'm wearing them racks
She said I like how you dress, nigga fuck on your bitch, I ain't here to impress
[?]
I be down when I get with the best
I think my psychic feeling impressed

Its because I got pinks (Uh)
On pinks (Oh yeah)
On pinks (Yeah)
On pinks
On pinks (Yeah)
On pinks (Yeah)
On pinks (Uh)
On pinks (Uh)
Its because I got pinks (Its because)
On pinks (Yeah)
On pinks (Fuck)
On pinks (Yeah)
On pinks (Yeah)
On pinks (Yeah)
On pinks (Uh huh)
On pinks (Uh huh)
On pinks

Like these niggas, my money pussy (Fa fa)
My bro [?]
This is old vivi, no this ain't no Stussy
I know you see the detail, just look at my cuff links
Just look at the ice, just look at the leaning (Lean)
Spend a lil rack on the woman (Lean)
[?]
I'm might sleep when I'm dead [?] (Ooh)

Had to make that move (Bitch)
She said she hate fuck niggas, I hate them too (I hate them too)
I got a big bag, the big bag is double than you (Bigger bag than you)
Man I've been living so fast since I came out of the womb (Ahh)
I put the gang on attack (Ooh)
I mixed the Margiela denim with Helmut Lang, nigga I'm wearing them racks
She said I like how you dress, nigga fuck on your bitch, I ain't here to impress
[?]
I be down when I get with the best
I think my psychic feeling impressed

[Ugly God:]
Yeah
Shoot the side at the ground just to show that I'm bound
Then we shoot back to back like we stuck in the gulag
This on the gang, why the fuck would you do that?
Racks in my pockets, you already knew that
Imma scoot up when they send out the pilot
If they don't got another, pay a million, its too bad
AR-15, make a fuck nigga move back
Racks on his head like a designer durag
When I say I'm the truth, better bet, hold up, true that
Bet she suck on a dick for a new bag
Glock in my pocket, you know that I'm itching
Watch what you say, you could die just for dissing
Stack with the money, I stay on the mission
Ran up a check, cause I stayed through the vision
Told her get the fuck her, she don't wanna listen
Bitch down her shit, why the fuck is she stripping?

[Fimiguerrero:]
Had to make that move (Huh)
She said she hate fuck niggas, I hate them too (I hate them too)
I got a big bag, the big bag is double than you (Bigger bag than you)
Man I've been living so fast since I came out of the womb (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I put the gang on attack (Ooh)
I mixed the Margiela denim with Helmut Lang, nigga I'm wearing them racks
She said I like how you dress, nigga fuck on your bitch, I ain't here to impress
[?]
I be down when I get with the best
I think my psychic feeling impressed (Ooh)


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