Powder Pink ft. O.G. SAV Osama Lyrics

Stepped out in powder pink, almost fucked up the fit

Fina put it in her booty, but it looked like it stink

But the coochie on Fiji, nigga, wet like a sink

I'm EBK like my brody, nigga, tatted in ink

If any opps wanna die, hit my line and link

I had your girl a week ago, a shithole in King

Took Lauren Shanahan's box and some bread and dip

I'm on Glenwood Drive with a Nina and a 30 clip

These niggas ain't blasting, they capping

I hit them up and now his moms like, what happened

357 and a Glock, bitch, I'm blasting

These niggas ain't bout the shit, they be rappin'

Hold on, I don't care about the pillys, you want Vagisil

Make sure when you sucking my dick, you ain't got no chill

Let me paint your face with my kids, baby girl, hold still

Niggas told me turn up every track, now I spit to kill

Nah, what was I saying though

Back to your girl, she a thotty, she a basic hoe

She be at the crib, capital K, cause she love the snow

That nasty ass bitch for the streets, why you love her, bro

Nah, I ain't switching up

Know a couple Haitians from the burbs, play with sticks and stuff

Couple niggas saying they go shoot me, I'm calling bluff

You ain't finna catch nobody, nigga, you got kids and stuff

Bitch, you was corny in a way, and you still ain't tough

They solid in the studio, but they tell in cuffs

Tired of these rappin' ass niggas, they soft as fluff

I don't smoke on Platty Kush, nigga, I smoke crimson runts

Stepped out in all Polo

Brought the 40, but I'm solo

Niggas tellin' that's a no-no

Kick shit, like a dojo

Bitch, I'm Tony, you Manolo

Throwing bullets like I'm Romo

In my pockets, you can find all blues, like a cholo

Pink Prada panties for that pussy, baby, perfect

I would never, ever trust a bitch, it ain't worth it

I just hit a pretty foreign bitty, and she was Persian

Pass it to the Haitians, they gon' cut it like a surgeon

Ayy, it's PT, I'm known for bouncing out the whip

Nina like a trampoline, bullets bouncing out the clip

It ain't even Halloween, I'm masked up with a stick

And she gon' get up on her knees, but nigga, you know how it get

Ayy, Osama, man these niggas they don't want no static

Keep it on me out in public, tucked it in a jacket

I know this bitch gon' run her mouth, so I just fuck and pass it

My brother call me, and I'm pullin' up, don't gotta ask it

Nigga