[Intro]
Chevy Impala
I want [?]
Ride that banana
I will never stop ya

[Chorus]
Pink Power Ranger
Pussy pushin' paper
Packin' down a nasty pack of purple Now & Laters
Pumping up the mins, I'm Beyoncé with the caters
Pick a pound of pickled prunes I'm shittin' at the table
I was dilated, poignant agitators (that's right)
Pretty eyes, I'm in disguise; a sweetened implicater
A perfect imitator, a blackened applicator

[Verse]
I never learned from things I learned to study, educator
You push your lips against that pole, I'm trickin' on my haters
Don't promise me no cotton jims, you pay me for my labor
I know, I know, I heard it all, you print it on that Fader
{?] they'll call me [?]
I met up on that crater
My team--we lawbreakers, them homey caretakers
You trap some n***as on a plane, we ride it like some skaters
We thrashin' through them acres
We bother all the neighbors
We bury up that palace stone, we whisper up a prayer
Foley on my bones, got libations like a [?]
Diggin' up my wilting stole, I'm gasping for some air
My coffin skyscraper
Electric as a taser
I worship girls as dark as night, her skin on three equators
I'm pointed as a razor
Keep n***as on my hangers
I try them on for sex appeal, I toss them when there's danger
I never fuck wit' strangers
They gather like they wranglers
Can't lasso shit; I'll bust your lip, and watch you glow with anger
Piercing pinsicator
Poison that I catered
Can't buy my flow with brittle tea my tongue became an anchor
My voice the demonstrator
You beggin' for one banger
I'm climbing through your hollowed mind, your thoughts became my chaimber

Hey

[Chorus]
Pink Power Ranger
Pussy pushin' paper
Packin' down a nasty pack of purple Now & Laters
Pumpin' up the meal, I'm Beyoncé with the caters
Pushin' down the pickled prunes, you shittin' down that table
[?], poignant agitator (that's right)
Pretty eyes, I'm in disguise, a perfect imitator
A sweetened duplicator, a blackened applicator
Can't tell me shit, I'll but your lips and watch you grow with--ay