Tink has been doing her thing for a couple of years now, and while her incredible talent has gradually earned her a strong and loyal fanbase, a co-sign from Timbaland and appearances on the new Future Brown LP have boosted her profile in 2015. Her latest record sounds like it could've come straight off of last year's slept on mixtape, Winter's Diary 2, with the singer transforming what could've been a low-key, acoustic R&B record into a much harder, drill-informed number by the simple addition of glimmering auto-tune and booming low-end.
Atlanta's Rich The Kid shows up for a feature, and while the two may not have the chemistry of Tink and Lil Herb, his spastic triplet flows introduce a vocal dynamic to the record, and Tink makes sure to work him into the finesse-filled storyline.
Quotable Lyrics:
Told him I loved him, but really I didn't
I just wanted keys to his crib
Now I'm inside the place
Searching through closets
I'm running through wallets
I found the deposit
It's time to call up Rich The Kid
