"Pink Whitney" lyrics
F-f-fuck the other shit we got Milo on the beat
Take a look right back at it
And I play with her soul I do magic
She on her way going through traffic
Why her heart so cold it's tragic
She a d1 star in gymnastics
So when she get busy she fantastic
So turn on the light, I got it, been had it (Woah-ohhh)
I've been good I've been good
I've been good in the city
Got a bad bitch named Britney
And we sippin' on pink whitney
Yeah I know yeah I know
Yeah I know how this gon' go
Can't see in my life on the road
So now I'm gonna kiss her through the phone
Pull up pull up just for the weekend
I swear me and you get to freakin'
And I've been livin' life on the deep end
And they like Xavier how you doing? "Yeah it depends"
And I'm really getting money
Cause if I'm not you won't hear from me
Dark days in LA where it's sunny
There's certain shit you can't take from me (Yeah)
Blow a bag when I stressed out
Only time I feel good is when I'm racks out
Got a safe in the motherfuckin' trap house
Why the trap house look like your dad's house?
We some boujee motherfuckas
Michelin star I ain't eating fuddruckers
They said I couldn't do it guess I'm a lucky fucka
Slide in that vet, man I feel like Chris Tucker
Champagne and that rosé
She said I don't do enough, it goes both ways (Both ways)
Tell them I got more fame and I got more hate
But would I be winning if there's no hate?
Take a look right back at it
And I play with her soul I do magic
She on her way going through traffic
Why her heart so cold it's tragic
She a d1 star in gymnastics
So when she get busy she fantastic
So turn on the light, I got it, been had it (Woah-ohhh)
I've been good I've been good
I've been good in the city
Got a bad bitch named Britney
And we sippin' on pink whitney
Yeah I know yeah I know
Yeah I know how this gon' go
Can't see in my life on the road
So now I'm gonna kiss her through the phone
Take a look right back at it
And I play with her soul I do magic
She on her way going through traffic
Why her heart so cold it's tragic
She a d1 star in gymnastics
So when she get busy she fantastic
So turn on the light, I got it, been had it (Woah-ohhh)
I've been good I've been good
I've been good in the city
Got a bad bitch named Britney
And we sippin' on pink whitney
Yeah I know yeah I know
Yeah I know how this gon' go
Can't see in my life on the road
So now I'm gonna kiss her through the phone
Pull up pull up just for the weekend
I swear me and you get to freakin'
And I've been livin' life on the deep end
And they like Xavier how you doing? "Yeah it depends"
And I'm really getting money
Cause if I'm not you won't hear from me
Dark days in LA where it's sunny
There's certain shit you can't take from me (Yeah)
Blow a bag when I stressed out
Only time I feel good is when I'm racks out
Got a safe in the motherfuckin' trap house
Why the trap house look like your dad's house?
We some boujee motherfuckas
Michelin star I ain't eating fuddruckers
They said I couldn't do it guess I'm a lucky fucka
Slide in that vet, man I feel like Chris Tucker
Champagne and that rosé
She said I don't do enough, it goes both ways (Both ways)
Tell them I got more fame and I got more hate
But would I be winning if there's no hate?
Take a look right back at it
And I play with her soul I do magic
She on her way going through traffic
Why her heart so cold it's tragic
She a d1 star in gymnastics
So when she get busy she fantastic
So turn on the light, I got it, been had it (Woah-ohhh)
I've been good I've been good
I've been good in the city
Got a bad bitch named Britney
And we sippin' on pink whitney
Yeah I know yeah I know
Yeah I know how this gon' go
Can't see in my life on the road
So now I'm gonna kiss her through the phone
