Pinky Out lyrics

[Intro]
I got a porcelain b*tch with a porcelain mouth
And a porcelain rug for my porcelain couch
And a porcelain driveway right up to my house
If you drinkin' over here, you better have your pinky out

[Chorus]
Pinkies out, pinkies out
When you sippin' at my house
Pinkies out when you sippin' at my house
Pinkies out, pinkies out
When you sippin' at my house
Pinkies out when you sippin' at my house
(Keep your pinkies out)

[Verse 1]
Drive by and you know where my house is
Spotlight from my deck to the clouds
It's like the Met Gala, get out ya gowns
It's ladies tryna f*ck, linin' up in their blouses
We sip, somе say that we douse it
So wet, still wеt when the drought hit
Plus one for the ones who are doubtin'
You can bring your b*tches, but you can′t bring your spouses
Wait, wait
Is your name not at the gate?
Well, don't drop my name when I know that you came for the fame
And you 'bout that hate, nah
Wait (Ha), wait
Just get this one thing straight
Got too much that I'm servin' to put your sh*t on my plate
And I already ate if you wanna debate
Better want second place 'cause I won't hesitate
To put you in your place 'til you blue in the face
'Til you're through with the race and you ruined your case
Ah, look inside my window, see what I'm about
A bunch a lords and ladies and we all got pinkies out
[Chorus]
Pinkies out, pinkies out
When you sippin' at my house
Pinkies out when you sippin' at my house
Pinkies out, pinkies out
When you sippin' at my house
Pinkies out when you sippin' at my house

[Post-Chorus]
I got a porcelain b*tch with a porcelain mouth
And a porcelain rug for my porcelain couch
And a porcelain driveway right up to my house
If you drinkin' over here, you better have your pinky out

[Verse 2]
Best keep it proper 'cause you know that we prosper
My manners and etiquette always on point with my saucer (Excuse me)
And I read Chaucer, philosophize 'til my jaws hurt
My bookcase is stacked to the ceilin'. it look like an altar
Statues of gods, Venus Athena & Ra
Standing outside of my spa
I am bourgeois, I do not roll with a squad
All on my own at the top
I do not smoke cigarettes only that dope
f*ckin' with Emily post
I hear what you're saying, but baby you stink and it′s gross
Messy b*tch, nope
[Chorus]
Pinkies out, pinkies out
When you sippin' at my house
Pinkies out when you sippin' at my house
Pinkies out, pinkies out
When you sippin' at my house
Pinkies out when you sippin' at my house

[Post-Chorus]
I got a porcelain b*tch with a porcelain mouth
And a porcelain rug for my porcelain couch
And a porcelain driveway right up to my house
If you drinkin' over here, you better have your pinky out

[Outro]
Better have your pinkies out
Better have your pinkies out
If you're sippin', keep your pinkies out
Better have your pinkies out