Pynk Drank Lyrics

Pink drank and the cups made of styrofoam

Glove box came equipped with a firearm

She don't want to fuck

She just want to waste my time

P.O. telling me my system full of benzos

That nigga fucked up he be trying to cut with Fentanyl

Them people losing they life just for to get high, high, high

Mmmm, baby tell me what you know

I just want to see that Christian Dior hit the floor

Shawty look confused asking why I keep that pole

Hope I don't need to use it bae that's not my approach

Bae I'm not no gangster

But we going take they life before they take us

I can't fake shit about my life this shit ain't make up

If it's something on your mind then bitch just say something

Mmmm, or forever keep your peace

Thing ain't want to play that role

Sent her to the streets

We ain't trying to pay the note got it off a CPN

I know shawty hate when the fucking weekend end

Trying to T up gone head get your drinking in

Rock the beater in this fucking heat we in

He got smoke tell that nigga come and see me then

Pink drank and the cups made of styrofoam

Glove box came equipped with a firearm

She don't want to fuck

She just want to waste my time

P.O. telling me my system full of benzos

That nigga fucked up he be trying to cut with Fentanyl

Them people losing they life just for to get high, high, high