Lavish - Pink Soda lyrics

[Intro] (?) phone, Motorola White cup, pink soda Beat the case into Adonis West side til its over b**h I go 30 for 30 They should retire this jersey Make a right into the hoodie Famous stan wanna search me [Verse 1] p**y boys in style It ain't been hard to make em From the city of the rose But he smell like Jamaica This like Hoye for the Lakers We just f**ing I don't date her They don't know why you hate him Damn ran up all the data Two cups one n***a Thirty clips one trigger Bank roll big tigger f** n***a go missing Boy I'm jumping out the gym Boy I'm hanging off the rim I just keep getting bigger I think I need another liter [Hook] Pimp C kinda mode Pretty Ricky to the hoes I'm Denzel to the set Dell Curry to the net He keep asking for a feature She know why I don't really need her p**y good I need a re-up Foreign broad, Pia Mia [Verse 2] (?) swanging in the drop I done dirtied all the pots You ain't really from the block Say he real but he not She took the Perc it's whatever f** her once then I dead her Let you up a n***a sweater I been giving n***as pressure They don't wanna see me glo though Mama hate it when I pour up Saying I talk all slow though Trapping pockets all swolled up Too real can't troll us Super lit can't control us Play these hoes Controlla Waved up til its over [Hook] Pimp C kinda mode Pretty Ricky to the hoes I'm Denzel to the set Dell Curry to the net He keep asking for a feature She know why I don't really need her p**y good I need a re-up Foreign broad, Pia Mia