Taste, taste, she can get a taste Taste, taste, do you love the taste? Taste, taste, let you get a taste Taste, taste, fuck what a nigga say It's all the same, like Mary-Kate Slide on a pimp game with my pinky ring Lotta gang, lotta bitches, and a icy

Twenty four karat magic in the air Head to toe so player Put your pinky rings up to the moon Girls, what y'all trying to do? Oh they don't know? (Go on tell 'em) So many pretty girls around me and they waking up the rocket (keep up) Why you mad, fix ya

Niggas better watch ya back, it's so cold Pinky rings shining, so act like why'don't know Bitches in heat for niggas that got dough We the flyest gangsters What you don't got is my natural glow Counting out stacks and macking out hoes Pushing big dicks

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 Everybody die solo, everybody die solo We finna make history Carol City in this m'fucka Lil Pump, what's up? I started right

That yuengling make you do ya thang All white docs and a pinky ring Pop it so good make you wanna sing All night long like a mary jane Body little trippy