Pink Gucci Socks

Lyrics
[Intro] (Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea) [Chorus] All of this shit getting new All of these hoes getting old Let her wear my chain she posing I'm living life like it's no tomorrow, baby it's a Kodak moment Riding around with a double cup this drank I done poured it I'm fly like a bird fly like a eagle baby I'm soaring How much it cost my pockets to big I can't even walk She texting Emojis she wanna get hit I'm higher than God I told her make a wish [Post-Chorus] Brand new coupe, I'm dropping the top Still pouring up juice I like getting fly LV duffel with 30 racks inside I just gave her a bean she tweaking and wylin They bow down to me I'm just getting started Got a 360 camera whenever I'm parking My wrist cold look at my wrist My bitch cold look at my bitch [Verse 1] You never met a rich nigga like this You never met rich niggas like us Going 200 you can eat my dust I'm leanin' hard, I can't get up She mention me wanna be my twin (yuh) She wanna fuck me and all my brothers I'm passing her down then Squin She gon believe whatever I tell her she keep on falling for him You used to watch me from a mile away but now it's closer If I said I want your girl best believe it's over I'm rocking all pink gucci socks Cartier bust down look at the watch I'm booted up I'm rolling and rocking She seen my highlights I'm always on ESPN I'm top ten You the brokest nigga in the room I do not know why you talking These niggas getting their songs written for 'em I spit this shit from my heart I spit this shit from my brain I had to block her she left me hanging [Verse 2] She ain't wanna fuck with a nigga back then I know she feeling ashamed I ain't got ice in my lean But I got a 15 in my veins I'm keeping it cool I don't like to think to hard, no I ain't stressing Got niggas on the front line that'll kill for me no I ain't asking [Bridge] No I ain't asking, No I ain't asking, No I ain't asking, No I ain't asking [Chorus] All of this shit getting new All of these hoes getting old Let her wear my chain she posing I'm living life like it's no tomorrow, baby it's a Kodak moment Riding around with a double cup this drank I done poured it I'm fly like a bird fly like a eagle baby I'm soaring How much it cost my pockets to big I can't even walk She texting Emojis she wanna get hit I'm higher than God I told her make a wish [Post-Chorus] Brand new coupe, I'm dropping the top Still pouring up juice I like getting fly LV duffel with 30 racks inside I just gave her a bean she tweaking and wylin They bow down to me I'm just getting started Got a 360 camera whenever I'm parking My wrist cold look at my wrist My bitch cold look at my bitch
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Credits
- Writers
- K Suave