Dom Corleo - Pink lyrics
Dominic Anthony Paoletti
[Dom Corleo - Pink lyrics]
Go beyond yeah
When they speakin' down on the kid
I don't hear shit
Covered in rosé, got pink shit on my kicks
Better quit all that talk
You cappin' out your lips
I'm causin' a scene man
I really blow this bitch
You finna get test' for the green when
You don't even sip that shit
Had to slow down on the lean but
I turned to a fat Jay Critch
All my diamonds blue but I ain't crip, uh
I'm way too hot, boy, I need me a coolin' kit
He done, out bad
I put him in a hearse, his momma cryin'
She said "I want all them
Peons to feel my pain"
Yeah, I want all them lil'
Fuckboys to feel my wrath, bitch
Bitch, I put my foot on they
Neck till it ain't no breath
And I still got shit on my mind
Shit that I gotta get off my chest
And I once got a bitch in the BnB
Mad 'cause I ain't wanna see hеr breast
And I don't expect you to rеlate to me 'cause
I know you don't live life at your best
And it ain't really shit you could say to
Me 'cause you know you don't compare
No stress yeah
I'm so pink got pink drawers, pink thots
I think I'm so mean
I let you hold my cup but, baby
Just don't spill my lean
If you lucky then I take you out
Give you Celine i don't do relationships
I'm prolly gon' cheat on my bitch, yeah
Once got a bad bitch mad so I said "Bae
Put a K on my wrist" everyday a new hoe mad
That's why I just gotta fuck 'em and dip
My head to in the bad
That's why I'm blockin' yo' socials you bitch
Pink, yeah, pink, yeah i'm so pink
Pink everything, yeah i'm in love with lean
Between you and that money, baby
I'ma pick that green
I'm too up in my head, baby
I live in my dream yeah
Yeah, go and we finna be so fuckin' rich
I don't even care 'bout any
Of these hoes anyways
Like, I'm worried about that bag
I know what I'm doin'
Fuck would I care about that shit, man?
Told that bitch get out my face on god
When they speakin' down on the kid
I don't hear shit
Covered in rosé, got pink shit on my kicks
Better quit all that talk
You cappin' out your lips
I'm causin' a scene man
I really blow this bitch
You finna get test' for the green when
You don't even sip that shit
Had to slow down on the lean but
I turned to a fat Jay Critch
All my diamonds blue but I ain't crip, uh
I'm way too hot, boy, I need me a coolin' kit
He done, out bad
I put him in a hearse, his momma cryin'
She said "I want all them
Peons to feel my pain"
Yeah, I want all them lil'
Fuckboys to feel my wrath, bitch
Bitch, I put my foot on they
Neck till it ain't no breath
And I still got shit on my mind
Shit that I gotta get off my chest
And I once got a bitch in the BnB
Mad 'cause I ain't wanna see hеr breast
And I don't expect you to rеlate to me 'cause
I know you don't live life at your best
And it ain't really shit you could say to
Me 'cause you know you don't compare
No stress yeah
I'm so pink got pink drawers, pink thots
I think I'm so mean
I let you hold my cup but, baby
Just don't spill my lean
If you lucky then I take you out
Give you Celine i don't do relationships
I'm prolly gon' cheat on my bitch, yeah
Once got a bad bitch mad so I said "Bae
Put a K on my wrist" everyday a new hoe mad
That's why I just gotta fuck 'em and dip
My head to in the bad
That's why I'm blockin' yo' socials you bitch
Pink, yeah, pink, yeah i'm so pink
Pink everything, yeah i'm in love with lean
Between you and that money, baby
I'ma pick that green
I'm too up in my head, baby
I live in my dream yeah
Yeah, go and we finna be so fuckin' rich
I don't even care 'bout any
Of these hoes anyways
Like, I'm worried about that bag
I know what I'm doin'
Fuck would I care about that shit, man?
Told that bitch get out my face on god