Letra
Walked into heaven and they opened up the gates for me
Bitch thinks that I'm cheating with the gay homie
Imma put dub spinners on a Daytona
Drinkin vodka in the mornin for the hangover
Pink bandana
Pink bandana
Tears in her fanta
Still down bad smoking bammer
Can't touch this, MC Hammer
Pull up and I flex on yo bitch
Ion even worry bout shit
Me n my gang locked in
Tweakin every time I walk in
Y'all do too much talkin
Weird hoes stay stalkin
Hatin so I know you not shit
And I keep a pink soljuh rag
And I keep a bloody Jason mask
They not fuckin with my asian swag
We do the same shit, how you still down bad
Really I'm just tryna get a bag
Imma take her to the Motel 6 and break her back
Posi Mob been goin hard, boy you goin out sad
I been tweakin on campus but I've never been to class
I was tweakin at the spot tryna get off thirty bagz
Still with me even though I'm a walking red flag
Spend it all in a week but baby imma get it back
I been feelin like I'm rad, like I'm brad, like I'm chad
In the studio I'm tweakin on a fuckin redbull
Imma get home in a minute, babygirl I'll see you soon
Anxiety attacks but I'm tryna play it cool
She was sending paragraphs, I responded with pool
Walked into heaven and they opened up the gates for me
Bitch thinks that I'm cheating with the gay homie
Imma put dub spinners on a Daytona
Drinkin vodka in the mornin for the hangover
Pink bandana
Pink bandana
Tears in her fanta
Still down bad smoking bammer
Written by: Caleb Wesley Orque
