Pink Life

Uh, what?

What? What? What?

I'm a large pink cunt

Know what I'm sayin'?

Yeah, yeah, yeah

They wanna see a man do the god shit

Narcotics if you wanna get nauseous

Pink Guy dancin' like a clown

Keep laughin' lil cunt, I got money on the down low

Y'all think this about my feelings?

They still think this about my feelings?

Like Big Bird or a Steve from the Blues Clues

When the sun go down she go down too

Ridin' around with a bump and a pound too

If you wanna leave a voice mail hit the pound two

I got money out the orifice

I buy your girl Louie bag, shit's glorious

I'm not a hero or a role model

I'ma spray your moms and your girl, no nozzle

Drinkin' red wine out of gatorade bottles

If you can't keep up then pull off to the bottom kid

They say I'm an elitist

Like I'm better than the bunch, uh duh nice hunch cunts

When the sun go down I'm a fiend

When the sun go down I'm a monster

When the sun go down I'm sippin' lean

When the sun go down I hope it never come up

Young boy with the trash talk

Run your little mouth, find it sittin' on the asphalt

I know you tryna be me, I don't have a doubt

I can't answer at the moment, I got pussy in my mouth

My mouth, pussy in my face

Depending on the nationality I get a different taste

Y'all really think I'm out here having hard times

I got 17 jobs, this one's part time

Suck a dick and a ball sack

Poppin' more pills than the moms in the cul-de-sac

Fuck her good on the couch while your dad's gone

Poke holes in her face, jack'o lantern

She like how the leather feels

She really like that I rejected several record deals

She said: Why?

I said: The money wasn't good enough

She said: Oh wow, you really know your stuff

Yeah I do bitch

I don't need a fucking marketing team tryna blow my shit

I'm not a fuckin' vlog cunt with a lot of chicks

Tryna buy an autobiography about my dick

Whoops, fuck that

I work hard for my shit, y'all boys are just fuckin' whack

I'm the only one who cares about the process

I'm the only one who fuckin' with the progress

I'm the only one who made it with no middle man

(I don't care about this song anymore)

How ya like that? How, how ya like that?

I got money on my back, I don't need your fuckin' cash

How ya like that? How, how ya like that?

I got money on my back, I don't need your fuckin' cash

It's yo favorite pink cunt !

How ya like that? How, how ya like that?

I got money on my back, I don't need your fuckin' cash

How ya like that? How, how ya like that?

I got money on my back, I don't need your fuckin' cash