I'm back and I'm great
F*ck 12 take em' on a chase yeah
Yeah
Pour up a four my lean
Took a one up, I'ma geek
Say they looking for me, I don't see em'
Told a hater I'd hate it to be em'
I got Lanvin's on my feet
I got bands all in my jeans
I put Cartier up on my face
N' my cuzzy just poured up a eight
It's four o'clock am
I can't lack bitch I'm in a Benz
N' my forty got one in the head
N' you know I'm cooling on the lands
Brodie gone I don't know how to feel
We was just moving through the field
I just might need me a pill
That's real
Free my niggas in a cell
Bitch I'm running in a bank
I got fifties on me n' it's pink
I like everything pink
Lightskin titty pink
Brown skin pussy pink
No pink no link
2 liters inna sprite
Pour up and it turn pink
Creeping on a op
Scheming on a op
Forty waking up the block
I got shit on lock
Titties getting pop
Pussy getting pop
I just got a seal
I need every drop
Drink it by the four
Can you leave me lone
Going on a drill
I don't need the bros
I just cashed out farfetch
I don't even need a bitch
Bitches know that I'm the man
I came back from these L's
I don't wanna be on the block thats Ehh
It's nasty
I know a couple of ops the hate me
I don't even know why these niggas want catch me
I'm finna take off in this Benz nigga you can't catch me
We finna do a drive by I got brodie in the back seat
Yeah C'mon
Pour up a four my lean
Took a one up, I'ma geek
Say they looking for me, I don't see em'
Told a hater I'd hate it to be em'
I got Lanvin's on my feet
I got bands all in my jeans
I put Cartier up on my face
N' my cuzzy just poured up a eight
It's four o'clock am
I can't lack bitch I'm in a Benz
N' my forty got one in the head
N' you know I'm cooling on the lands
Brodie gone I don't know how to feel
We was just moving through the field
We was just moving through the field
Yaya Trazy
Yeah let's go
Yaya Trazy - PINK! Lyrics
Yaya Trazy - PINK! Lyrics
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I'm back and I'm great
F*ck 12 take em' on a chase yeah
Yeah
Pour up a four my lean
Took a one up, I'ma geek
Say they looking for me, I don't see em'
Told a hater I'd hate it to be em'
I got Lanvin's on my feet
I got bands all in my jeans
I put Cartier up on my face
N' my cuzzy just poured up a eight
It's four o'clock am
I can't lack bitch I'm in a Benz
N' my forty got one in the head
N' you know I'm cooling on the lands
Brodie gone I don't know how to feel
We was just moving through the field
I just might need me a pill
That's real
Free my niggas in a cell
Bitch I'm running in a bank
I got fifties on me n' it's pink
I like everything pink
Lightskin titty pink
Brown skin pussy pink
No pink no link
2 liters inna sprite
Pour up and it turn pink
Creeping on a op
Scheming on a op
Forty waking up the block
I got shit on lock
Titties getting pop
Pussy getting pop
I just got a seal
I need every drop
Drink it by the four
Can you leave me lone
Going on a drill
I don't need the bros
I just cashed out farfetch
I don't even need a bitch
Bitches know that I'm the man
I came back from these L's
I don't wanna be on the block thats Ehh
It's nasty
I know a couple of ops the hate me
I don't even know why these niggas want catch me
I'm finna take off in this Benz nigga you can't catch me
We finna do a drive by I got brodie in the back seat
Yeah C'mon
Pour up a four my lean
Took a one up, I'ma geek
Say they looking for me, I don't see em'
Told a hater I'd hate it to be em'
I got Lanvin's on my feet
I got bands all in my jeans
I put Cartier up on my face
N' my cuzzy just poured up a eight
It's four o'clock am
I can't lack bitch I'm in a Benz
N' my forty got one in the head
N' you know I'm cooling on the lands
Brodie gone I don't know how to feel
We was just moving through the field
We was just moving through the field
Yaya Trazy
Yeah let's go
F*ck 12 take em' on a chase yeah
Yeah
Pour up a four my lean
Took a one up, I'ma geek
Say they looking for me, I don't see em'
Told a hater I'd hate it to be em'
I got Lanvin's on my feet
I got bands all in my jeans
I put Cartier up on my face
N' my cuzzy just poured up a eight
It's four o'clock am
I can't lack bitch I'm in a Benz
N' my forty got one in the head
N' you know I'm cooling on the lands
Brodie gone I don't know how to feel
We was just moving through the field
I just might need me a pill
That's real
Free my niggas in a cell
Bitch I'm running in a bank
I got fifties on me n' it's pink
I like everything pink
Lightskin titty pink
Brown skin pussy pink
No pink no link
2 liters inna sprite
Pour up and it turn pink
Creeping on a op
Scheming on a op
Forty waking up the block
I got shit on lock
Titties getting pop
Pussy getting pop
I just got a seal
I need every drop
Drink it by the four
Can you leave me lone
Going on a drill
I don't need the bros
I just cashed out farfetch
I don't even need a bitch
Bitches know that I'm the man
I came back from these L's
I don't wanna be on the block thats Ehh
It's nasty
I know a couple of ops the hate me
I don't even know why these niggas want catch me
I'm finna take off in this Benz nigga you can't catch me
We finna do a drive by I got brodie in the back seat
Yeah C'mon
Pour up a four my lean
Took a one up, I'ma geek
Say they looking for me, I don't see em'
Told a hater I'd hate it to be em'
I got Lanvin's on my feet
I got bands all in my jeans
I put Cartier up on my face
N' my cuzzy just poured up a eight
It's four o'clock am
I can't lack bitch I'm in a Benz
N' my forty got one in the head
N' you know I'm cooling on the lands
Brodie gone I don't know how to feel
We was just moving through the field
We was just moving through the field
Yaya Trazy
Yeah let's go
Writer: Uriah Mann
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