Dom Corleo - easter pink lyrics
Dominic Anthony Paoletti
[Dom Corleo - easter pink lyrics]
What do you desire? (Bitch)
Yeah, yeah
And I'm still hooked on the drugs
I'm sipping on easter pink i still got it
I been had the same plug since like 2016
Good narcotic now I'm speaking to the judge
Like, "My kidney's clean" you can't stop it
I need some pop for the Tris, don't stop me
Percs don't stab my back, they got me-e
Goyard, keep 'em out so far, I'm gone
On the beat doing me, I can't do no wrong
The blade on me, at they throat
My foot up on they neck, make 'em choke
I'm in this Lamb' truck, vámonos
I'm sipping syrup, counting French toast
I still want me a milly
Gotta tell 'em I'ma need a million
Hunnid, hunnid, hunnid-billion
Give me them racks I'ma go, ya, ya
She give the head, make it go, ya, ya
Lyrically I been a GOAT, ya, ya
They still calling me a clone, ha, ha
They still fucking with my flow, ha, ha
Yeah, so stop all the talking
You better watch where you walking
My shooter don't speak, he just pop 'em
Good blue inbox, I'ma pop 'em
Brand new blue racks, I got 'em
I'm up in SoHo, just shopping
In Tokyoto eating Ramen
At Sotto Sotto eating pasta
You don't know me, you imposter
Brand new kicks, just bought 'em
Got a brand new bitch, just bought her
I'm in the whip eating lobster
And I'm still hooked on the drugs
I'm sipping on easter pink i still got it
I been had the same plug since '016
Good narcotic talkin' to the judge
Told him, "My kidney's clean"
Yeah, yeah
And I'm still hooked on the drugs
I'm sipping on easter pink i still got it
I been had the same plug since like 2016
Good narcotic now I'm speaking to the judge
Like, "My kidney's clean" you can't stop it
I need some pop for the Tris, don't stop me
Percs don't stab my back, they got me-e
Goyard, keep 'em out so far, I'm gone
On the beat doing me, I can't do no wrong
The blade on me, at they throat
My foot up on they neck, make 'em choke
I'm in this Lamb' truck, vámonos
I'm sipping syrup, counting French toast
I still want me a milly
Gotta tell 'em I'ma need a million
Hunnid, hunnid, hunnid-billion
Give me them racks I'ma go, ya, ya
She give the head, make it go, ya, ya
Lyrically I been a GOAT, ya, ya
They still calling me a clone, ha, ha
They still fucking with my flow, ha, ha
Yeah, so stop all the talking
You better watch where you walking
My shooter don't speak, he just pop 'em
Good blue inbox, I'ma pop 'em
Brand new blue racks, I got 'em
I'm up in SoHo, just shopping
In Tokyoto eating Ramen
At Sotto Sotto eating pasta
You don't know me, you imposter
Brand new kicks, just bought 'em
Got a brand new bitch, just bought her
I'm in the whip eating lobster
And I'm still hooked on the drugs
I'm sipping on easter pink i still got it
I been had the same plug since '016
Good narcotic talkin' to the judge
Told him, "My kidney's clean"