Pink Glitter (Experience) [feat. Hypnautic]
Pink glitter got a nigga
Gone Again
Tryin to erase the past
Like the romans did
I got a lotta pressure
Is you rollin it
This 1942 gone make ya fuck the kid
Candy off the tip got you buzzin
Clouds
Rain rain rain got you leakin
Down
No secret service when we freakin
Now
(Oh yeah)
This ain't no ordinary love
This ain't no ordinary love
(Ordinary Love)
This
Ain't
No
Ordinary Love
This ain't no ordinary love
(Ordinary love)
Got yo heart on my sleeve
With ink to tell the story
Imperfectedly perfect
I'm claiming my territory
Fuckin till the sunrise
burning my pale skin
Hanging like a Basquiat
I'm yo heroine
Smoke like Marley
Call it a twin fame
We on top that don't stop
That won't change
Been there and done that
This ain't same
Love like this you like this up in flames
Experience
Yeah you see this reminds me of summer time chi
Or growing up in Elkhart Indiana
Or hittin the Dab on alameda in the mile high
You know sometimes you just need to smoke and vent...
I'll admit you made a nigga feel stupid
You fuck good
But your love is translucent
Fuck Cupid I been breaking all my rules again
You got me tuckin my halo
For little taste of sin
Ooooh God bless him
Momma was sick and God know a nigga stressing
You seeing nothing but blues when you texting
Got to high off an "L"
To learn a lesson
Pink glitter and champagne take the pain away
Gone Again
Tryin to erase the past
Like the romans did
I got a lotta pressure
Is you rollin it
This 1942 gone make ya fuck the kid
Candy off the tip got you buzzin
Clouds
Rain rain rain got you leakin
Down
No secret service when we freakin
Now
(Oh yeah)
This ain't no ordinary love
This ain't no ordinary love
(Ordinary Love)
This
Ain't
No
Ordinary Love
This ain't no ordinary love
(Ordinary love)
Got yo heart on my sleeve
With ink to tell the story
Imperfectedly perfect
I'm claiming my territory
Fuckin till the sunrise
burning my pale skin
Hanging like a Basquiat
I'm yo heroine
Smoke like Marley
Call it a twin fame
We on top that don't stop
That won't change
Been there and done that
This ain't same
Love like this you like this up in flames
Experience
Yeah you see this reminds me of summer time chi
Or growing up in Elkhart Indiana
Or hittin the Dab on alameda in the mile high
You know sometimes you just need to smoke and vent...
I'll admit you made a nigga feel stupid
You fuck good
But your love is translucent
Fuck Cupid I been breaking all my rules again
You got me tuckin my halo
For little taste of sin
Ooooh God bless him
Momma was sick and God know a nigga stressing
You seeing nothing but blues when you texting
Got to high off an "L"
To learn a lesson
Pink glitter and champagne take the pain away
Credits
Writer(s): Nathan Palmer
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