Pinky Ring (feat. O.T. Genasis)
I flew 30 to Paris, that's my version of therapy
Givin' dough with no condition, like donatin' to charities
Still callin' my ex, man that shit is embarrassin'
But it's not my fault, she got that fire, no kerosene
Mind gone, tap down on the coupe (Skrrt)
I'm so sick of love songs, I just caught the flu
Even when I don't do no wrong, she think I do
So I'm just 'bout to turn what she think into the truth
You know I'm a singer, I can write a banger
And I'm dressed to kill
It's murder fresh out the hanger
I know that you know
I got the bag to blow
You better hope, I don't go savage mode
I feel like I'm back from retirement
I feel like I'm better than I ever been
Right back on the scene like it ain't a thing
She gave back the wedding ring
I turned it to a pinky ring, yeah
Back single and I'm mingling (Back single)
Spidey sense, back tingling (Back tingling)
I do not feel bad, I gave her everything
Now it's on to better things
I put that there on everything
Ooh-whoa, ooh-whoa
She gave back the wedding ring
I turned it to a pinky ring
Ooh-whoa, ooh-whoa
She gave back the wedding ring
I turned it to a pinky ring
Big body
Clip hollies
Break bricks, that karate
Checks in, like a lobby
Push weight, like a dolly
She gave me the ring, I'ma take that shit
Had to cut her off, she ain't makin' shit
Back up bitch, like I'm lookin' through the camera
Playin' with her pussy, make it flick like a channel
Oh you actin' nice? You must want somethin'
Tryna play a nigga, are you dumb-dumb?
Train a bitch, like a trolly
Go ice, you know I'm Sally
You know I'm a singer, I can write a banger
And I'm dressed to kill
It's murder fresh out the hanger
I know that you know
I got the bag to blow
You better hope, I don't go savage mode
I feel like I'm back from retirement
I feel like I'm better than I ever been
Right back on the scene like it ain't a thing
She gave back the wedding ring
I turned it to a pinky ring, yeah
Back single and I'm mingling (Back single)
Spidey sense, back tingling (Back tingling)
I do not feel bad, I gave her everything
Now it's on to better things
I put that there on everything
Ooh-whoa, ooh-whoa
She gave back the wedding ring
I turned it to a pinky ring
Ooh-whoa, ooh-whoa
She gave back the wedding ring
I turned it to a pinky ring
Givin' dough with no condition, like donatin' to charities
Still callin' my ex, man that shit is embarrassin'
But it's not my fault, she got that fire, no kerosene
Mind gone, tap down on the coupe (Skrrt)
I'm so sick of love songs, I just caught the flu
Even when I don't do no wrong, she think I do
So I'm just 'bout to turn what she think into the truth
You know I'm a singer, I can write a banger
And I'm dressed to kill
It's murder fresh out the hanger
I know that you know
I got the bag to blow
You better hope, I don't go savage mode
I feel like I'm back from retirement
I feel like I'm better than I ever been
Right back on the scene like it ain't a thing
She gave back the wedding ring
I turned it to a pinky ring, yeah
Back single and I'm mingling (Back single)
Spidey sense, back tingling (Back tingling)
I do not feel bad, I gave her everything
Now it's on to better things
I put that there on everything
Ooh-whoa, ooh-whoa
She gave back the wedding ring
I turned it to a pinky ring
Ooh-whoa, ooh-whoa
She gave back the wedding ring
I turned it to a pinky ring
Big body
Clip hollies
Break bricks, that karate
Checks in, like a lobby
Push weight, like a dolly
She gave me the ring, I'ma take that shit
Had to cut her off, she ain't makin' shit
Back up bitch, like I'm lookin' through the camera
Playin' with her pussy, make it flick like a channel
Oh you actin' nice? You must want somethin'
Tryna play a nigga, are you dumb-dumb?
Train a bitch, like a trolly
Go ice, you know I'm Sally
You know I'm a singer, I can write a banger
And I'm dressed to kill
It's murder fresh out the hanger
I know that you know
I got the bag to blow
You better hope, I don't go savage mode
I feel like I'm back from retirement
I feel like I'm better than I ever been
Right back on the scene like it ain't a thing
She gave back the wedding ring
I turned it to a pinky ring, yeah
Back single and I'm mingling (Back single)
Spidey sense, back tingling (Back tingling)
I do not feel bad, I gave her everything
Now it's on to better things
I put that there on everything
Ooh-whoa, ooh-whoa
She gave back the wedding ring
I turned it to a pinky ring
Ooh-whoa, ooh-whoa
She gave back the wedding ring
I turned it to a pinky ring
Credits
Writer(s): William Leonard Roberts, Omar Jeffery Pineiro, Gazzy Garcia, Ray Fraser
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