Pinky Ring

Pinky Ring Lyrics

[Intro: Rick Ross]
We finna make history
[?] in this muf**ka
Lil Pump, what’s up?
I started right where you at, nigga
50 million later, ya hear me?
Whoa
Maybach Music
[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
All the hoes wanna suck dick
All the hoes wanna f**k me
All the niggas wanna hate though
Get whacked in the front seat
Face down when she topless
Can’t post all the choppas
Dade County where I came from
No room for imposters
Cocaine on the stovetop
Yayo up, won’t lie
Advance break like a b-ball
Bullet hole like a donut
Bel-Air for the new crib
Bel-Air for the black bottom
Bel-Air my new old school
Gettin’ out like I’m John Gotti
f**k nigga don’t want none
Goin’ bad like I’m on somethin’
50 grand for the new watch
Rob me and I won’t run
Window on the photo
Call her up on the polo
Everybody still gang-gang but your ass die solo
Everybody die solo, everybody die solo
Everybody die solo, everybody die solo
[Pre-Chorus: Lil Pump]
Bang
Lil Pump, ooh, ayy
[Chorus: Lil Pump]
Spent 20 racks on a pinky ring
Walk in the club with a diamond chain
Spent 20 racks on a pinky ring
Walk in the club with a diamond chain
Pinky ring, pinky ring, pinky ring
Pinky ring, pinky ring
Pinky ring, pinky ring, pinky ring
Pinky ring, pinky ring
[Verse 2: Lil Pump]
I f**k your b**ch in some Gucci loafers
I bust a nut in her Louie sofa
VVS all on my diamond choker
I crashed the Porsche and I crashed the Rover
I told my mama I’m sorry, ooh
I think I just popped a Molly, yuh
I think I’m whippin’ up whitney
I’m whippin’ up whitney, I turn into Scotty, ooh
Lil Pump in Maserati, ooh
Lil Pump ain’t got no license, yeah
I f**k a b**ch, I ain’t wifin’, ooh
Bite a b**ch ear like Mike Tyson, yuh
[Verse 3: SmokePurpp]
Hard, got lean in my backpack (backpack)
MAC-11 turned to a Big Mac (blat, blat, blat)
Niggas gettin’ pulled like a thumb tack (woo)
Let me get the pen, hit a Chase bank (Chase bank)
Niggas want beer, we got that
And I got water on me like flapjack (water, water, water)
Came in the club with a big rack
b**ch, I want the lean and I’m doin’ up the zig-zags
Pinky ring, diamond ring
f**k up the pot with like 10 chains
Hood rich, b**ch, I don’t need fame
Pull up on your b**ch in an airplane
I just got brand new shoes
All day zap up, crash the Coupe
And I brought a dog in the club, too
Everything I buy, I gotta buy two
[Chorus: Lil Pump]
Spent 20 racks on a pinky ring
Walk in the club with a diamond chain
Spent 20 racks on a pinky ring
Walk in the club with a diamond chain
Pinky ring, pinky ring, pinky ring
Pinky ring, pinky ring
Pinky ring, pinky ring, pinky ring
Pinky ring, pinky ring
Spent 20 racks on a pinky ring
Walk in the club with a diamond chain
Spent 20 racks on a pinky ring
Walk in the club with a diamond chain
Pinky ring, pinky ring, pinky ring
Pinky ring, pinky ring
Pinky ring, pinky ring, pinky ring
Pinky ring, pinky ring