Pink Tee (feat. Slade Minnow)
I just popped a molly
Bitch I can not feel my body
And I step up in the function
You count bitches, I count bodies
Yeah, lil bitch I can't feel my fucking brain
In the whip, doing fucking cocaine
Yuh, lately, I been writing all my sins down
I said lately, she don't even wanna come around
I said, I don't know, what you want from me
But, if you keep lying we're history
Save me, wait for me
Pull up in that 4 door, yeah we skrrt away
Diamonds in the face, bae we making hella plays
Back seat, shorty fuck it up, we fade away, yeah
And when I see that blue line on my iPhone
I know you're home alone
Baby come and give me dome
Pink molly, bad bitches, smoking homegrown
I just popped a molly
Bitch, I can not feel my body
And I step up in the function
You count bitches, I count bodies
Yeah, lil bitch I can't feel my fucking brain
In the whip, doing fucking cocaine
Yuh, lately, I been writing all my sins down
I said lately, she don't even wanna come around
I said, I don't know what you want from me
But if you keep lying, we're history
Yeah, we on some new shit
And, we in our own zone
I don't need my redbone
I just need to go home, yeah
Only one to hit me up, shoutout Kenzo
Backseat, shorty fuck it up, we in the end zone, yeah
Bitch I can not feel my body
And I step up in the function
You count bitches, I count bodies
Yeah, lil bitch I can't feel my fucking brain
In the whip, doing fucking cocaine
Yuh, lately, I been writing all my sins down
I said lately, she don't even wanna come around
I said, I don't know, what you want from me
But, if you keep lying we're history
Save me, wait for me
Pull up in that 4 door, yeah we skrrt away
Diamonds in the face, bae we making hella plays
Back seat, shorty fuck it up, we fade away, yeah
And when I see that blue line on my iPhone
I know you're home alone
Baby come and give me dome
Pink molly, bad bitches, smoking homegrown
I just popped a molly
Bitch, I can not feel my body
And I step up in the function
You count bitches, I count bodies
Yeah, lil bitch I can't feel my fucking brain
In the whip, doing fucking cocaine
Yuh, lately, I been writing all my sins down
I said lately, she don't even wanna come around
I said, I don't know what you want from me
But if you keep lying, we're history
Yeah, we on some new shit
And, we in our own zone
I don't need my redbone
I just need to go home, yeah
Only one to hit me up, shoutout Kenzo
Backseat, shorty fuck it up, we in the end zone, yeah
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Writer(s): Julian Hernandez
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