Lyrics Pynk Drank - Crybaby Cash

Pink drank and the cups made of styrofoam
Glove box came equipped with a firearm
She don't want to fuck
She just trying to waste my time
P.O. telling me my system full of benzos
That nigga fucked up he be trying to cut with Fentanyl
Them people losing they life just for to get high, high, high

Mmmm, baby tell me what you know
I just want to see that Christian Dior hit the floor
Shawty look confused asking why I keep that pole
Hope I don't need to use it bae that's not my approach
Bae I'm not no gangster
But we going take they life before they take us
I can't fake shit about my life this ain't no make up
If it's something on your mind then bitch just say something
Mmmm, or forever keep your peace
Thing ain't want to play that role
Sent her to the streets
We ain't trying to pay the note got it off a CPN
I know shawty hate when the fucking weekend end
Trying to T up gone head get your drinking in
Rock the beater in this fucking heat we in
He got smoke tell that nigga come and see me then

Pink drank and the cups made of styrofoam
Glove box came equipped with a firearm
She don't want to fuck
She just trying to waste my time
P.O. telling me my system full of benzos
That nigga fucked up he be trying to cut with Fentanyl
Them people losing they life just for to get high, high, high