This is a song about "Pink paris"

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

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

Mommy all on me cause i'm touching her belly

Rock over london, rock on the paris of the prairie

When the club gets played

Can't think straight rant pink crate

She in dangerima about 2 save her pink ranger

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

They vaguely decipher my language

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

Hella dirty like i'm paris hilton

Now you gotta make it easy for me don't run

If you escaped what i've escaped, you'd be in paris getting fucked up too

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true