Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Pink Notes, artist - 67. Album song The 6, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 05.07.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: 6ix7even
Song language: English
Pink Notes |
| Remember when I could save a little pinky |
| Now I count 10 bands and pinkies |
| Big waps, shotguns and .50's |
| .44 deadly, spin dat quickly |
| Jump out gang |
| Jump out gang we leave the opp block looking smoky and litty |
| We make racks and we crash |
| Fry up the place like we work in a chippy |
| My young niggas way too chingy |
| Or more time he makes phone line ringy |
| Bro just stepped out blingy, cold as fuck, too chilly |
| Smoke in dem cookies, thinking deep I need paper like Diddy |
| Man stepped out on violence, man came round on fuckree |
| Me, I got 5 for a big .45, can’t lie the buss me |
| If I got back yet, I would’ve been mad, swear down trust me |
| Free 9Goddy, young trap boss who fucks up country |
| Real life stuff, no pokies |
| My main darg, dem go walkies |
| Go Tinsel Town with a .40 |
| 2 tings at a table was awkward |
| 5.0 put Wes on in the jailhouse |
| My gosh, there still on the mandem |
| Chilling, also were oso active |
| Bare man been grabbed with cannons |
| My bro like Liquez got paper |
| Lines on, online like data |
| No Angolans like Craper |
| Slowz ain’t on games like Sega |
| Yh I lay girls down like carpet |
| Your gyal wants to tastes mans |
| Young boys couldn’t fuck with R6 |
| Stone Isl little bone takes target |
| The reasons they hate on we |
| Take a look at my life success |
| Can’t you see I’m all in diamonds? |
| 4 racks in my mouth I spent |
| If you wanna work with we |
| Your look at a next expense |
| Cos you still need dem bands |
| Don’t care if you spend them on friends |
| 674, Imma ride to the end |
| All for my brothers, I rise up the skeng |
| I do this for real, I don’t fucking with 10 |
| Still up on my block, I’m still up in the ends |
| Thanking the lord, I came out of the pen |
| Free all my brothers that got over 10 |
| Remember when I could save a little pinky |
| Now I count 10 bands and pinkies |
| Big waps, shotguns and .50's |
| .44 deadly, spin dat quickly |
| Jump out gang |
| Jump out gang we leave the opp block looking smoky and litty |
| I need paper like Diddy |
| 4 doors and blickies |
| Jump out gang |
| Jump out gang, come round leave everything icky |
| You don’t wanna be a big man running and getting hit, don’t be silly |
| How many man got grabbed for waps?, The block hot like a chilly |
| Snoopz in the mains with a big bike, moving like he’s Infilly |
| Money haffi make, I thank god that I’m busy |
| Making doe, im on 17 like a gilet |
| Tryna slap a dome, diamonds twerk like a bitch from Philly |
| I’ve seen your racks |
| I can spend dat and make dat back |
| New year, new plug |
| That means no more chilling with kats |
| It’s been 6 years, I can finally say welcome home trap |
| Back, dem man did a bait face |
| When we turned up and got a you wacked |
| These days man glide with the stem |
| Nack dem did it with Max |
| Should be sitting down for a while |
| So I know I ain’t chilling with racks |
| They want me on the wing all summer |
| There’s no way I’m looking through flats |
| Bro put 20 on his wrist |
| It’s so bait he’s delivering packs |
| Remember when I could save a little pinky |
| Now I count 10 bands and pinkies |
| Big waps, shotguns and .50's |
| .44 deadly, spin dat quickly |
| Jump out gang |
| Jump out gang we leave the opp block looking smoky and litty |
| We make racks and we crash |
| Fry up the place like we work in a chippy |
| My young niggas way too chingy |
| Or more time he makes phone line ringy |
| Bro just stepped out blingy, cold as fuck, too chilly |
| Smoke in dem cookies, thinking deep I need paper like Diddy |