Pink Magazine ft. Notice.Myaaa Lyrics

My bitch gangsta bought a strap and it came with pink magazine

And a ruler clip, you know this bitch long like a limousine

Don't know who this is, but this bitch know she can't get next to me

Cause my bitch be so damn crazy, she might dump the magazine

My bitch gangsta bought a strap and it came with pink magazine

And a ruler clip, you know this bitch long like a limousine

Don't know who this is, but this bitch know she can't get next to me

Cause my bitch be so damn crazy, she might dump the magazine

I go codeine crazy, I'm with my lady and we whip the Mercedes

I sip this purple till the world get in hazy

I sip this purple till it got my ass like ooooh

When it got me like ooh, this bitch so crazy she might shoot up at me too

Niggas fell in love with guala, love the bills, that's navy blue

Gold on my neck, bitch, I ain't talkin' Pikachu

When I up the road, I be leavin' them shocked

Up in the stew cookin' up Betty Croc

I can't quit, no, I can't stop

Knowin' this nigga tryna take up my spot

I'm fuckin' the world, got my head on my crotch

Mix the diamonds and pearls with the gold on my watch

Diamonds be dancin' they ooh

Diamonds be dancin', sit back and just watch

Huh, livin' life like I be usin' cheat codes

You claim that that's your bitch, we call that coochie free throw

You claim you gettin' green, but you not gettin' CeeLo

My bitch snatch a nigga chain, I might just call her Deebo

my bitch gangsta bought a strap and it came with pink magazine

And a ruler clip, you know this bitch long like a limousine

Don't know who this is, but this bitch know she can't get next to me

Cause my bitch be so damn crazy, she might dump the magazine

my bitch gangsta bought a strap and it came with pink magazine

And a ruler clip, you know this bitch look like a limousine

Don't know who this is, but this bitch know she can't get next to me

Cause my bitch be so damn crazy, she might dump the magazine

Don't get too close, when I throw this ass back, I'm a freak, ho

Love it when I set it down and just deep throat

Runnin' every nigga game, look like a cheat code

A gazebo, first page, might've bought it with a bag, though

I don't even gotta argue with a sad hoe

Titties pretty, they ain't even gotta sag, though

He bought me Luboin and I say it's whatever

Cause I stay P and I be where these hoes, shelter

And I'm a boss and all these bitches playin' catch up

Think you important, bitch, to me you just an extra

You just an extra

Magazine, you extra

Bye