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Pink Moscato

Pink Moscato

Plaqueboymax

Длительность: 2:06
Год: 2025
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When the time get tough, who really there for you for real?
I was down bad on my dick, and these niggas weren't there, and these bitches weren't there
Now everything on me expensive, these niggas wanna care, nah, nigga, take care
Wake up in a million dollar crib, it's a workout every time I walk up the stairs
All I can say is "You that nigga" every time I look in the mirror
And I don't fear no nigga, only thing I fear is God
Dead niggas essential, my dollars, "Fear of God"
Phone on DND, I don't want to hear you at all
20k on clothes, and I know I'ma see that tomorrow
In the crib making moves like Drake & Josh, like what the fuck?
Late night with my bitch, I throw up, too much pink Moscato

All of a sudden all these hoes is going
She act like she know me, back then she ain't even never notice
I'm the blueprint, they some posers, can't let them get close up
When it's fourth quarter, I'm the fucking closer
Freak ho, take her clothes off, barely know her
Gotta flex my closet, yeah, I love to show off
If I can't show out, don't even sub me in
They announce me every time, don't matter what club we in

When the time get tough, who really there for you for real?
Who really there for you for real?
When the time get tough, who really there for you for real?
I was down bad on my dick, and these niggas weren't there, these bitches weren't there
Now everything on me expensive, these niggas wanna care, nah, nigga, take care
Wake up in a million dollar crib, it's a workout every time I walk up the stairs

Wake up in a million dollar crib, it's a workout every time I walk up the stairs
All I can say is "You that nigga" every time I look in the mirror
And I don't fear no nigga, only thing I fear is God
Dead niggas essential, my dollars, "Fear of God"
Phone on DND, I don't want to hear you at all
20k on clothes, and I know I'ma see that tomorrow
In the crib making moves like Drake & Josh, like what the fuck?
Late night with my bitch, I throw up, too much pink Moscato