Pink Fitted

Four to the three to the two to the one
How many times have I come undone
Under your thumb till I stack my funds
Say you want shit from me
Well you ain't getting none
Nada not a piece
You ain't getting shit from me
Wasted too much time not doing what I please
You ain't sweet
Sugar iced tea
Someone should've told me that your love would cost a fee
Catch up
You know I ain't gotta act up
I ain't no city girl but yo girl got snatched up
Catch me in yo city girl don't hit me I'm gassed up
I'm rolled up, I'm gassed up, she hit me no answer
You wanna talk
I don't got the time got my mind on the guap
You just wanna tell me that you wanna be the one
But you're not
So stop
I don't really wanna deal with yo bullshit anymore

Bye bye bye
Used to think we in sync with it
Now I know
You the type let the team hit it
All I know
How to rock with it lean with it
Pull up to the scene, looking clean, in my pink fitted
In my pink fitted
In my pink fitted
Cap
No cap
No cap
No cap

You act so innocent
But I seen what you're like when you off of the gin
Had a fifth to yourself
It's only a quarter to ten
But you steady going out with no money to spend
Hey Sty
You got me this time
And maybe the next
Then you're gone for three nights without a call or a text
And now you're getting no reply got no sympathy left
Go and find a new guy
Maybe he'll treat to some fries
And a mcdouble
Always stuck inside your bubble
You were never worth the trouble
Team rocket make it double
I blast off
Up so high
All I got to say is

All I got
All I got to say is
Bye bye
Uh
Yeah I feel like JT in 95 or somethin
He had the highlights and shit

Bye bye bye
Used to think we in sync with it
Now I know
You the type let the team hit it
All I know
How to rock with it lean with it
Pull up to the scene, looking clean, in my pink fitted
In my pink fitted
In my pink fitted
Cap
No cap
No cap
No cap