Pink Champagne Lyrics

Based on, it'd be the guys who, you know, once dap you down when you had one song out

But when you, then they develop envy because they go home, they get out the car with their

Friend, with their other partner, he listening to your music

They walk in the house, they girl listening to your music

Say breezy

They go downstairs, the kids doing a dance to your music

Brian produced this bitch and you know I hate this hoe

Now they are hypnotized with hatred

Yesterday I was riding home with my dawg

As always just looked like two peas in a pod

Sun was bright, smoke was heavy, our shades was on

And the storm ain't hit so everything is calm

When the rain come, we ain't change up

Y'all motherfuckers can't play us

And you can't really blame us, We just trying to get famous

Yeah yeah

And I live life where it's dangerous, that's where I feel the safest

Yeah

I'm just riding the storm out, I look back in my past

Down a full flask, do a two pass

Sometimes I miss before I knew that

Riding in the crew cab, damn I want my crew back

Tape a clip to another clip that's two attached

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Ohh

Yeah, I've been through pain

Careless livin gettin all the blame

Hard to move on when it don't go away

Like my favorite shirt, just got stained

Before I even went in, caught a case

Cold winters, hot summers

Used to play ball, I hit deep jumpers

Check my circumference, quickly kicking out bitches and busters

Me and my cousins like ketchup and mustard

Constantly think about what I lost consciously

Honestly, I'll never be alright, it's haunting me

(Subconsciously) way of thinkin I wouldn't follow me

This fuckin world about swallow me

I'm down so bad, but it's all on me

I'm Harden y'all ain't guardin me

I'm charming, but I'm falling deep

Fuck this shit, cause I don't need no fucked up memories

I wish I could wash them clean, keep it mean

Smoking green, we just getting high off weed

Riding back, thinkin bout last week

Damn my dog done left me

Left me

Left me

Yeah, he left me

Left me

Ima let the beat ride out

That bitch trying to net me

Yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah

And she can't stand me

No one knows but soon they'll see, me and Big Man C

I'm a get a stack, and fix my teeth

Ice my neck with jewelry, then get bad bitches schooling me,

Keep that tool on me, I know I got fake friends They ain't fooling me, I'm just doing me

Don't act cool with me, if you ain't been through war with me

If I score, you score, we all be scoring G

Ain't no I in team, I'm just chasing cheddar like Chucky E. Cheese

This rap shit a long shot, I'm shooting threes

Face to face out in the street, hope that you don't freeze

Cause I got a loose cannon, trigger squeeze

And you know pressure beats made it

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