Serengeti - Pinky lyrics

[Verse 1: Serengeti] Jeans soaked Legs soaked Sticky-a** legs soaked Wet-a** denim Looking pretty-a** pinky Looking pretty-a** motherf**ing pinky Everyone call me pinky Start again try anew Move out south too Left my boo Left my glue Out there memphis Looking pretty-a** dentist He a pretty-a** mother - f** - Ay! [Verse 2: Open Mike Eagle] I ain't never met nobody like you But I'm a a**hole and you a a**hole too Don't nobody wanna know the sh** you do Don't nobody wanna sit and think about you Leave me f** alone and do what you choose I'm-a sit here and I'ma motherf**in' I'm-a write a song and I don't know why I'm-a see the neighbors and I won't say hi I'm-a eat this cookie it's gonna get me high [Verse 3: Serengeti] (motherf**er) Legs all sticky (Hungry-a** [?]) Everybody call me pinky (Left my boo) Everybody call me pinky (Jeans all soaked) Yeah Practice my whimsy become the next Herb Dean Sometimes in rapping, man, you start to lose steam Plane trips and towns don't seem as interesting After night's over start ask yourself some questions Green bean and spinach - green fern eyes Lurker, Them cats got the women While you at the crib Blending into a bed, berserker Emerging[?], the whole thing I ain't got a job and I ain't really working Just sittin' (Legs soaked, Jeans Soaked) Turnin' into a victim, sh** (Denim Jeans Soaked, Hat Soaked) Turnin' into a stove (Shirt Soaked) (Shirt Soaked, pretty a**) (pretty-a** gold rope) (pretty-a**) [Verse 4: Open Mike Eagle] I don't wanna fight and I don't want no truce I'm down with nobody and I got no juice I'm chewing on my teeth and they all feel loose I'm feeling kinda good but I got no proof I'm feeling kinda good and it makes me scared Cause if I don't care, does it mean I'm dead? I'm dead and[?] a motherf**er all night long Go and talk sh** cause it just makes me [Verse 5: Serengeti] Everybody call me pinky My real name's Daryl My real name's Daryl Everybody call me pinky Pretty-a** motherf**er Get your a** in gear with the go[?] Motherf**er said - sorry-a** Jeans soaked, legs soaked Hands soaked, jeans soaked Belt soaked, legs soaked Legs soaked Practice my whimsy become the next Herb Dean Sometimes in rapping, man, you start to lose steam