Blood on my neck and my shoes and my Tommy pants
Bitches don't know who to holler at
Me or Lync Lone
See the pink stones in my piece then I might get a follow back
Moving these squares like it's Tetris
Bet that you will not know where to find me at
Including a death wish and exorcisms, I gave 6 bitches my starter pack
And I go hard
And I go hard to the stars you won't see me fall
No Goyard, no Goyard
When I inhale, shit hits hard
Throw hoes off, throw hoes off
When they saw me, bitches fought
One tab and I'm home
I'm caught in a wave, in disgrace at all my thoughts
Bitches tryna take my hand like you know me
I be smoking through the pack like an OG
I be exploding and rollin' on your dome piece
Don't leave, hoes beef, please believe me
Yuh, all these hoes I f*ck
Yuh, big old beat up truck
Yuh, swimming in a million bucks
Drillin' em and killin' em, I give no f*cks
Yuh, bad lil bitch on me
Yuh, when I ride, I do it lowkey
When I die it's not from the Hennessy
Bitch I'm gliding, flying, inhaling weed
All these motherf*ckin people in the crowd now
Wasn't long ago I did some shows for like no crowd
Wasn't long ago I slid some bands for the stage time
Never talk to me unless you willing to pay me for rhymes
I don't know you so don't
Walk up to me like "you're dope"
I don't give f*cks bout your bros
I don't give f*cks bout your hoes
Lil bitch you reap what I sow
Lil bitch you creep on the low
Lil bitch I'm geeked all the time
Step up to plate when I rhyme
On a dime I switch that flow
Never kick that hoe
Don't forget that dough
Bad lil bitch sittin' with her face on the floor
With her ass in the air and a handful of dope
Marijuana in the baggie, I'm lit
Scary Hours, but not Drake in the 6
Very cowardly, I'm moving the scripts
And undoubtedly, I'm whipping this shit
Blood on my neck and my shoes and my Tommy pants
Bitches don't know who to holler at
Me or Lync Lone
See the pink stones in my piece then I might get a follow back
Moving these squares like it's Tetris
Bet that you will not know where to find me at
Including a death wish and exorcisms, I gave 6 bitches my starter pack
And I go hard
And I go hard to the stars you won't see me fall
No Goyard, no Goyard
When I inhale, shit hits hard
Throw hoes off, throw hoes off
When they saw me, bitches fought
One tab and I'm home
I'm caught in a wave, in disgrace at all my thoughts
Lync Lone - Pink Stones Lyrics
Lync Lone - Pink Stones Lyrics
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Blood on my neck and my shoes and my Tommy pants
Bitches don't know who to holler at
Me or Lync Lone
See the pink stones in my piece then I might get a follow back
Moving these squares like it's Tetris
Bet that you will not know where to find me at
Including a death wish and exorcisms, I gave 6 bitches my starter pack
And I go hard
And I go hard to the stars you won't see me fall
No Goyard, no Goyard
When I inhale, shit hits hard
Throw hoes off, throw hoes off
When they saw me, bitches fought
One tab and I'm home
I'm caught in a wave, in disgrace at all my thoughts
Bitches tryna take my hand like you know me
I be smoking through the pack like an OG
I be exploding and rollin' on your dome piece
Don't leave, hoes beef, please believe me
Yuh, all these hoes I f*ck
Yuh, big old beat up truck
Yuh, swimming in a million bucks
Drillin' em and killin' em, I give no f*cks
Yuh, bad lil bitch on me
Yuh, when I ride, I do it lowkey
When I die it's not from the Hennessy
Bitch I'm gliding, flying, inhaling weed
All these motherf*ckin people in the crowd now
Wasn't long ago I did some shows for like no crowd
Wasn't long ago I slid some bands for the stage time
Never talk to me unless you willing to pay me for rhymes
I don't know you so don't
Walk up to me like "you're dope"
I don't give f*cks bout your bros
I don't give f*cks bout your hoes
Lil bitch you reap what I sow
Lil bitch you creep on the low
Lil bitch I'm geeked all the time
Step up to plate when I rhyme
On a dime I switch that flow
Never kick that hoe
Don't forget that dough
Bad lil bitch sittin' with her face on the floor
With her ass in the air and a handful of dope
Marijuana in the baggie, I'm lit
Scary Hours, but not Drake in the 6
Very cowardly, I'm moving the scripts
And undoubtedly, I'm whipping this shit
Blood on my neck and my shoes and my Tommy pants
Bitches don't know who to holler at
Me or Lync Lone
See the pink stones in my piece then I might get a follow back
Moving these squares like it's Tetris
Bet that you will not know where to find me at
Including a death wish and exorcisms, I gave 6 bitches my starter pack
And I go hard
And I go hard to the stars you won't see me fall
No Goyard, no Goyard
When I inhale, shit hits hard
Throw hoes off, throw hoes off
When they saw me, bitches fought
One tab and I'm home
I'm caught in a wave, in disgrace at all my thoughts
Bitches don't know who to holler at
Me or Lync Lone
See the pink stones in my piece then I might get a follow back
Moving these squares like it's Tetris
Bet that you will not know where to find me at
Including a death wish and exorcisms, I gave 6 bitches my starter pack
And I go hard
And I go hard to the stars you won't see me fall
No Goyard, no Goyard
When I inhale, shit hits hard
Throw hoes off, throw hoes off
When they saw me, bitches fought
One tab and I'm home
I'm caught in a wave, in disgrace at all my thoughts
Bitches tryna take my hand like you know me
I be smoking through the pack like an OG
I be exploding and rollin' on your dome piece
Don't leave, hoes beef, please believe me
Yuh, all these hoes I f*ck
Yuh, big old beat up truck
Yuh, swimming in a million bucks
Drillin' em and killin' em, I give no f*cks
Yuh, bad lil bitch on me
Yuh, when I ride, I do it lowkey
When I die it's not from the Hennessy
Bitch I'm gliding, flying, inhaling weed
All these motherf*ckin people in the crowd now
Wasn't long ago I did some shows for like no crowd
Wasn't long ago I slid some bands for the stage time
Never talk to me unless you willing to pay me for rhymes
I don't know you so don't
Walk up to me like "you're dope"
I don't give f*cks bout your bros
I don't give f*cks bout your hoes
Lil bitch you reap what I sow
Lil bitch you creep on the low
Lil bitch I'm geeked all the time
Step up to plate when I rhyme
On a dime I switch that flow
Never kick that hoe
Don't forget that dough
Bad lil bitch sittin' with her face on the floor
With her ass in the air and a handful of dope
Marijuana in the baggie, I'm lit
Scary Hours, but not Drake in the 6
Very cowardly, I'm moving the scripts
And undoubtedly, I'm whipping this shit
Blood on my neck and my shoes and my Tommy pants
Bitches don't know who to holler at
Me or Lync Lone
See the pink stones in my piece then I might get a follow back
Moving these squares like it's Tetris
Bet that you will not know where to find me at
Including a death wish and exorcisms, I gave 6 bitches my starter pack
And I go hard
And I go hard to the stars you won't see me fall
No Goyard, no Goyard
When I inhale, shit hits hard
Throw hoes off, throw hoes off
When they saw me, bitches fought
One tab and I'm home
I'm caught in a wave, in disgrace at all my thoughts
Writer: Kyle Moran
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid