Pantone 448 C

Uh, caked up Bronze Geisha at SoHo
A custom to my taste buds show me cocoa
She act Americano but she came from SoBo
She only wanna link if the kid got logos

Wowo, anorexic angels at the gas station
Pop a pillie kill your kiddie, not your aspirations
I don't see competition I only see fans
Why you on IG you should start a OnlyFans

Haha, haha dance for the lonely man
I'm not a hater baby please get your money up
Let's not pretend like we ever came from gullies though
Nowadays, I only go where the money flow

Navigating the reason that I was born
35 mm tentacle porn
Not for cinema halls and not for radio
The purity of mind come with dirty clothes

In Pantone 448 C
She was looking 240 I was looking HD
She said take your clothes off if you want some Zoloft
Now I need a cool off baptized by my AC

Ayy, in Pantone 448 C
She was looking 240 I was looking HD
She might do a nose job do some Botox
Now I need a cool off

He never got a mansion, never made an anthem
But I saw Yung Lean chilling with some panthers
At least he got the mention, at least he got dementia
All my demons in my head fucking up my cranium

Shout out to the triple A IKEA, little gangster
Let's book a table for two, me and my boo
She gon' tell me she love me I'ma tell her "me too"
She no colonizer color, but got a skeletal hue

Ooh-wee, oh my caramel lava falling out of the sky
And I spit the heat wave like the mid of July
And she fear the weekend 'cause I come with a vibe
I'm just tryna have a good time

In Pantone 448 C
She was looking 240 I was looking HD
She said take your clothes off if you want some Zoloft
Now I need a cool off baptized by my AC

Ayy, in Pantone 448 C
She was looking 240 I was looking HD
She might do a nose job do some Botox
Now I need a cool off



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Writer(s): Rae Mulla
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