This is a song about "Pink floyed"

My girls and my sbs, got a thing for pink boxes

Yeah, that ain't you love, you can't fool love

Fuck you little pussy ur cheeks are pink, 218 bitch.

They vaguely decipher my language

She in dangerima about 2 save her pink ranger

Shout out to mid-majors, who forget what they major

Letter to the ghetto, hold your head high

So deep in that pussy it gives me pink eye

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

Falls, rub my balls, on your mom’s pink draws

New york, va, dc, get paid

Can't think straight rant pink crate

Niggas hating but i love them even though they trying to scheme

Cus if you ask me, it's all about the pink and the green