Pinky Ring

We got that thirty i aint tryna fight
She wanna talk but im just tryna pipe
Pinky ring 30 it shine like a light
Smoking on gas and im sippin on sprite
Got yo hoe twerking n I feel like a kite
Watch came with diamonds them b on fleek im off that molly so you know I be lo geek

I fuck your bitch in car (Yeah)
Let him know I'm star (Yeah)
Too much ice on me I think I need heat (Yeah)
Ballin on these niggas I can't stop (Yeah)
Told that bitch I only need a top
Don't play wit me or you gone get shot

That bitc a freak she eat dick like a treat



Credits
Writer(s): Fnu Nikal
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