"Pink Stones" lyrics
Yeah, yeah
Okay, hop in the ride, let's slide
Chanel lens on her eyes
She wanna match my vibe
Bitch gay, must be Pride
I'ma come back, though, with fire
Pussy, I'ma call a nigga pie
Nigga got drugs you can try
Pink stones, pink stones, bitch, I feel like Uzi Vert (Okay)
Yeah, first head first to LA, which one of these hoes turnt? Yeah
On the jet, I'm obsessed, what these hoes worth? Yeah
I had the black truck pull down south, put money up her skirt (Ayy, yeah)
She want me on my birth (Huh)
She wanna fuck this purse, huh (Yeah)
She wan' me rap a verse
Yeah
Take her to the top, yeah, I'm tryna claim her turf, yeah
Them young niggas shoot like Dirk, yeah
That's why a young nigga go to work
Yeah, yeah, yeah
My brother on Perc', yeah
SRT got jerked, yeah
I'm so geeked, it hurts, yeah
I'm so geeked, I flirt, yeah
And my plug got molly, Xans
I'm gon' send it, sell you tan
Tan lines on her ass, no sprayin'
Go to the top, I ain't holdin' no hand
I know that I'm hot, you can't hold in your hand
Shh, move around with all that playin'
I move with a four-five, yeah
Uh, might kill him and go live, yeah
I'm lit, I'm so live, yeah
Get the back door locked, yeah
Hop in the ride, let's slide
Chanel lens on her eyes
She wanna match my vibe
Bitch gay, must be Pride
I'ma come back, though, with fire
Pussy, I'ma call a nigga pie
Nigga got drugs you can try
Pink stones, pink stones, bitch, I feel like Uzi Vert
Yeah, first head first to LA, which one of these hoes turnt? Yeah
On the jet, I'm obsessed, what these hoes worth? (Drip)
I had the black truck pull down south, put money up her skirt
She want me on my birth, yeah
She wanna fuck this purse, huh
She wan' me rap a verse, yeah
Yeah
Take her to the top, yeah, I'm tryna claim her turf, yeah
Them young niggas shoot like Dirk, yeah
That's why a young nigga go to work
Yeah, yeah, yeah
My brother on Perc', yeah
SRT got jerked, yeah
I'm so geeked, it hurts, yeah
I'm so geeked, I flirt, yeah
And my plug got molly, Xans
I'm gon' send it, sell you tan
Tan lines on her ass, no sprayin'
Okay, hop in the ride, let's slide
Chanel lens on her eyes
She wanna match my vibe
Bitch gay, must be Pride
I'ma come back, though, with fire
Pussy, I'ma call a nigga pie
Nigga got drugs you can try
Pink stones, pink stones, bitch, I feel like Uzi Vert (Okay)
Yeah, first head first to LA, which one of these hoes turnt? Yeah
On the jet, I'm obsessed, what these hoes worth? Yeah
I had the black truck pull down south, put money up her skirt (Ayy, yeah)
She want me on my birth (Huh)
She wanna fuck this purse, huh (Yeah)
She wan' me rap a verse
Yeah
Take her to the top, yeah, I'm tryna claim her turf, yeah
Them young niggas shoot like Dirk, yeah
That's why a young nigga go to work
Yeah, yeah, yeah
My brother on Perc', yeah
SRT got jerked, yeah
I'm so geeked, it hurts, yeah
I'm so geeked, I flirt, yeah
And my plug got molly, Xans
I'm gon' send it, sell you tan
Tan lines on her ass, no sprayin'
Go to the top, I ain't holdin' no hand
I know that I'm hot, you can't hold in your hand
Shh, move around with all that playin'
I move with a four-five, yeah
Uh, might kill him and go live, yeah
I'm lit, I'm so live, yeah
Get the back door locked, yeah
Hop in the ride, let's slide
Chanel lens on her eyes
She wanna match my vibe
Bitch gay, must be Pride
I'ma come back, though, with fire
Pussy, I'ma call a nigga pie
Nigga got drugs you can try
Pink stones, pink stones, bitch, I feel like Uzi Vert
Yeah, first head first to LA, which one of these hoes turnt? Yeah
On the jet, I'm obsessed, what these hoes worth? (Drip)
I had the black truck pull down south, put money up her skirt
She want me on my birth, yeah
She wanna fuck this purse, huh
She wan' me rap a verse, yeah
Yeah
Take her to the top, yeah, I'm tryna claim her turf, yeah
Them young niggas shoot like Dirk, yeah
That's why a young nigga go to work
Yeah, yeah, yeah
My brother on Perc', yeah
SRT got jerked, yeah
I'm so geeked, it hurts, yeah
I'm so geeked, I flirt, yeah
And my plug got molly, Xans
I'm gon' send it, sell you tan
Tan lines on her ass, no sprayin'
