Playboi Carti, Nessly - Club Pink lyrics

Playboi Carti [Jordan Terrell Carter] Atlanta, Georgia. U.S.

[Playboi Carti, Nessly - Club Pink lyrics]

Damn, damn, damn carti, Carti
Let it rain p rain

Grip the 44 mag (Uh)
44 niggas at the door, hold the gats
(Hold the gats)
Are you old (Are you old)? Where the cash?
Bitch, splash (Uh) straight mob on your ass
Body bags, zombie flesh
Yeah I'm sippin’, fuck the rest
Grab the forty, call for the
Homie, pour for the homie, yeah
I blowtorch to heaven
Do you smell that loud fragrance oh God
(Oh God) , we don't talk a lot
Unless I'm on that pot
But yeah, we cool (Bitch)
Swimming pool (Bitch)
Chilling with the guys, she call me Ali
Weed just took
(Uh, huh) , girl you ain’t styling
Black is the best (yeah) , on the Gram
I ain't texting me, on your chest
I take your last breath
Bitch, like I stunt, I grind
Nose grind, I'm high off fund
Third degree fine, plus red nose bitch
Throw off the vine, yeah
Yo, tell me how it feel
When the coke staring at your mind
She still vaping here, hit it from behind
I don't head and shoulders, fake colder
Sports car, but I drive slower
Glance at the refugee like who
The fuck is shooting
Fuck the shoe, nigga, fuck your crew


Bitch bad
(Bitch) , she don't drink (She don't)
She just sucked the pack
(She just sucked the pack)
Got me brain, got me brain bitch bad
(Bitch) , she don't drink (She don't)
She just sucked the pack
(She just sucked the)
Got me brain, got me brain bitch bad
(Bitch) , she don’t drink (She don’t)
She just sucked the pack
(She just sucked the pack)
Got me brain, got me brain bitch bad
(Bitch) , she don't drink (She don’t)
She just sucked the pack
(She just sucked the)
Got me brain, got me brain

Got niggas on go 'cause they have to
Cash rules shoot, for the right price
They'd be glad to
Have you heard what you prefer
Don't talk, let you walk
Anything nigga work
Sipping on light pink, I think much different
Make a grown man evolve to an infant
When guns involved, our coverage goes missing
Your body get found, no revision
Don’t judge me off of what
You see in the album
Right tight, see when I shower
On the herb, I'm an owl
Bitch, I'm a G, not a word with a vowel
Holy shit, Rollie my wrist
Holding her hand, she holding my dick
Giving me head, still treat her like shit
Feed her the needle, bitch I'm a prick
Sitting back
Holding my niggas on the fuck shit
Just smoking on that loud
That's very disruptive
In the clouds at every function
Karats on my ear, blowing down on an onion
Just me and my niggas, we team real
Middle finger how you feel just an insomniac
Get my name in cardiac

Bitch bad
(Bitch) , she don't drink (She don't)
She just sucked the pack
(She just sucked the pack)
Got me brain, got me brain bitch bad
(Bitch) , she don't drink (She don't)
She just sucked the pack
(She just sucked the)
Got me brain, got me brain bitch bad
(Bitch) , she don't drink (She don't)
She just sucked the pack
(She just sucked the pack)
Got me brain, got me brain bitch bad
(Bitch) , she don't drink (She don't)
She just sucked the pack
(She just sucked the)
Got me brain, got me brain

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