Fixinator - Pink Lyrics

Servin these flows these niggas can't rhyme
Trappin on trappin' on trappin ohh right
Trappin on trapers my shit is all tight
Gettin' my shit then we taking a flight
Niggas can't play they all wanna fight
Ok they actin all funny all right
Sippin on sippin' on liqour we ayt
Trappin on trappin' on trappin ohh right
Under these roofs they flyer than kites
Sippin on liquor we tired of sprite

Wacko flacko tracko Dacko trappin' in the cut
I ain't smoking dang on dang no lie I come they dip they blunts
Lived my life inside a book ain't never had to skip no class
This the type of jam that makes your pastors and your bishop drunk
We don't really give a shit bout who you is or what you've got
We've got daily heat that burns depending on what block you on
I'm talkin' bitches that been trippin bout they wasn't who they are
I'm into partying but not with niggas who's been on some fraud
Sippin' 7 liters of some biggie jobs up in the court
Then I'm back to hittin' that punani hard like its a prop
Then I look out for them juices poppin' out like its a bomb
Iv got niggas in the kitchen wippin pots o we've got sauce
Rockin blond on top of blond
Till you think I'm an albino
Crazy drip on me
Got me rockin' on that street coat
Ain't nobody snitchin'
Coz we grew up with that street code
And I'm fire with these beats
Compared to them come check my beat score

I need mink
Extra pink
She can't blink
She can't think
While we drink
Tight jeans pink
Diamond pink
Think we scared coz bags you bring

Servin these flows these niggas cant rhyme
Trappin on trappin on trappin ohh right
Gettin my shit then we taking a flight
Niggas cant play they all wanna fight
Ok they actin all funny all right
Sippin on liquor we tired of sprite
Under these roofs they flyer than kites