Jerre - Pink Tims Lyrics

Shit, yeah nigga said I'm chillin in my pink tims
Said I'm chilling in my pink tims, nigga
Who the f*ck you know, got pink tims? nigga none of y'all
(I don't know but I kinda wanted to buy a pair, maybe 3 of them?)
Said I'm chillin in my pink tims
Said I'm chillin in my pink tims
Said I'm chillin in my pink tims
Check

Rec. with the creator! never repping for recreation
I'm wrecking the record playing like Ralph
Or the Double L (LL), Cool with the Jay
A reputation for being too smooth for the game
Relevant as your favorite cause you'll remember this when I say it
Uh, ya snitching to the pigs while I'm cutting up the bacon
Knuckle up or buckle up or go to Satan
You emcees f*cked and forsaken for awakening the Kraken
Ya rhymes lame, and ain't relating to the real life that ya faking
Don't get hunted by Kraven-Von-Marvolus
Name an artist that's as hard as this, nah you can't
Imma bang till its common knowledge, that
I'm the man, master of this Hip-Hop shit
It's the flawless mind, nigga call him Father Time and
Finally fall in line, cause if you fight then you'll die
Too harsh of a sight for the human eye
For your deceit, you get scrutinized
So don't speak if its a stupid lie
Word to the Cross of Christ
Talk shit about my life and you'll get crucified
Cause thats a stupid crime
Dirty nigga never see me in a suit or tie!
I'm only rocking my pride,
Nn the top of the bottom line
See ya flexing your wallet and
I'll crop you out for the dollar signs
Ain't see it coming like a pocket knife
Light speed, y'all cant possibly process the rhyming
Y'all want piece while I eat all the pie
Y'all my seeds on the style, y'all swallow mine
I got the hype thats unknown like tomorrow night
With your weak poems y'all all alike
Simile ass niggas I simply rap iller
Your tracks filler, trap your soul Bryson Tiller
On your lines, apply the filters
Cause the design of the picture doesn't
Align to the Pink Tims