This is a song about "Pink lips"

Pink bandanna is my suit

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

The best in my position, i’m passionate with lyrics

Flowing on this beat like diarrhea from my lips

See you gotta get high or die, cause even thugs cry

So deep in that pussy it gives me pink eye

Can't think straight rant pink crate

When the club gets played

She'll do anything for me, nothing but hits

They were the perfect couple, they'd always lock lips

But love my music, say i do nothing but hits

Velociraptors, reptilian scales of snake lips,

Had a woman bust it taking that matter right

Like her tight bright pink ripe smitten that i have no invite,

Whole team full of og’s packing fo-fo’s on the hip hip

She bout that life ha that pink panther lean she sip