Lyrics to Colors
Don't even think about it, bro, just keep goin'
Let 'em find out who it was, they gon' be on you
You don't got your phone with you and the whip stolen
If the boys hear about this one, you know who told 'em (Damn)
You don't have to pass the weed, I am not smokin'
I'm like rocket off of colors, I am not jokin'
I told that boy don't take the burner if he not blowin'
I seen you post yo' dead homie then I kept scrollin'
I guess you served me on the 'Gram until it got boring
You always post your homies blick, he thought it's not yours
Remember plug went out of Glockies then I bought toys
My chest was pokin' out the shirt, I felt like Chuck Norris
Remember hoppin' out with- (Tch), feelin' fantastic
I tried to get to him faster, but it was bad traffic
Ran back to the whip out of breath like I was a asthmatic
He was stretched out on the ground with his arms crossed like the Black Panther
Freedom-, them other guys really can't stand 'em
If they don't want any trouble they better sit down then
Like go and get you a trophy when you go down there
Free Cowboy, free Breezy, man, free the grand kids
If you gon' drive your whip take off the plates
If you didn't pass for 20 or better, that's not a safe
My big homie in his 50s, I witnessed him hit a gate
We spin again and spin again and spin again until we came
Don't even think about it, bro, just keep goin'
Let 'em find out who it was, they gon' be on you
You don't got your phone with you and the whip stolen
If the boys hear about this one, you know who told 'em (Damn)
You don't have to pass the weed, I am not smokin'
I'm like rocket off of colors, I am not jokin'
I told that boy don't take the burner if he not blowin'
I seen you post yo' dead homie then I kept scrollin'
I guess you served me on the 'Gram until it got boring
You always post your homies blick, he thought it's not yours
Remember plug went out of Glockies then I bought toys
My chest was pokin' out the shirt, I felt like Chuck Norris
We don't care about they side, they [?]
He felt the bullets hit his body, but he just kept joggin'
Ride 'round with [?], he down for crashin' 4's
You gotta come to the pitch, try to get your day clear
[?] take 'em to daycare
Seen his momma with me slidin', we did not care
He kept on trollin' on the 'Gram then got his ass killed
That nigga trippin', turn you evil when you in the field
God on my shoulder, but the devil tryna interfere
I heard they caught him out of state, thought he was in the clear
I had to bring it in the club, 'cause my life can't be shorten
I'on gotta pass my gun, we gon' keep scorin'
All they friends keep on dyin', they tears keep pourin'
PJ walked [?], so we gon' keep pourin'
Only talkin' 'bout the money, everything else I'm ignorin'
I'll slide on myself, I'on care who not goin'
Don't even think about it, bro, just keep goin'
Let 'em find out who it was, they gon' be on you
You don't got your phone with you and the whip stolen
If the boys hear about this one, you know who told 'em (Damn)
You don't have to pass the weed, I am not smokin'
I'm like rocket off of colors, I am not jokin'
I told that boy don't take the burner if he not blowin'
I seen you post yo' dead homie then I kept scrollin'
I guess you served me on the 'Gram until it got boring
You always post your homies blick, he thought it's not yours
Remember plug went out of Glockies then I bought toys
My chest was pokin' out the shirt, I felt like Chuck Norris
Yeah, [?] this load on your bitch-ass
Gang can never see parole 'cause your snitch-ass
2 tone FNF, think that hoe mismatch
Want no credit for that body though we did that
I just popped a half of Uzi, lil' bro sober
If you freeze up on the skit, you get a cold shoulder
[?] I need no holster
This a [?] throw away but I'm the [?]
Put your patna in this Semi for the dope smokers
Poppin' bottles on my story, mean he's no longer
Try to tag me on the 'Gram if you ain't toe taggin'
Since my brother passed away, we give no passes
Get away with snatchin' chains when you soul snatchin'
Your big homie ain't no fella, he's a coke addict
They keep catchin' me with Ratchets, I do no lackin'
So it's fuck Bobby [?] and Danny [?]
Don't even think about it, bro, just keep goin'
Let 'em find out who it was, they gon' be on you
You don't got your phone with you and the whip stolen
If the boys hear about this one, you know who told 'em (Damn)
You don't have to pass the weed, I am not smokin'
I'm like rocket off of colors, I am not jokin'
I told that boy don't take the burner if he not blowin'
I seen you post yo' dead homie then I kept scrollin'
I guess you served me on the 'Gram until it got boring
You always post your homies blick, he thought it's not yours
Remember plug went out of Glockies then I bought toys
My chest was pokin' out the shirt, I felt like Chuck Norris
Let 'em find out who it was, they gon' be on you
You don't got your phone with you and the whip stolen
If the boys hear about this one, you know who told 'em (Damn)
You don't have to pass the weed, I am not smokin'
I'm like rocket off of colors, I am not jokin'
I told that boy don't take the burner if he not blowin'
I seen you post yo' dead homie then I kept scrollin'
I guess you served me on the 'Gram until it got boring
You always post your homies blick, he thought it's not yours
Remember plug went out of Glockies then I bought toys
My chest was pokin' out the shirt, I felt like Chuck Norris
Remember hoppin' out with- (Tch), feelin' fantastic
I tried to get to him faster, but it was bad traffic
Ran back to the whip out of breath like I was a asthmatic
He was stretched out on the ground with his arms crossed like the Black Panther
Freedom-, them other guys really can't stand 'em
If they don't want any trouble they better sit down then
Like go and get you a trophy when you go down there
Free Cowboy, free Breezy, man, free the grand kids
If you gon' drive your whip take off the plates
If you didn't pass for 20 or better, that's not a safe
My big homie in his 50s, I witnessed him hit a gate
We spin again and spin again and spin again until we came
Don't even think about it, bro, just keep goin'
Let 'em find out who it was, they gon' be on you
You don't got your phone with you and the whip stolen
If the boys hear about this one, you know who told 'em (Damn)
You don't have to pass the weed, I am not smokin'
I'm like rocket off of colors, I am not jokin'
I told that boy don't take the burner if he not blowin'
I seen you post yo' dead homie then I kept scrollin'
I guess you served me on the 'Gram until it got boring
You always post your homies blick, he thought it's not yours
Remember plug went out of Glockies then I bought toys
My chest was pokin' out the shirt, I felt like Chuck Norris
We don't care about they side, they [?]
He felt the bullets hit his body, but he just kept joggin'
Ride 'round with [?], he down for crashin' 4's
You gotta come to the pitch, try to get your day clear
[?] take 'em to daycare
Seen his momma with me slidin', we did not care
He kept on trollin' on the 'Gram then got his ass killed
That nigga trippin', turn you evil when you in the field
God on my shoulder, but the devil tryna interfere
I heard they caught him out of state, thought he was in the clear
I had to bring it in the club, 'cause my life can't be shorten
I'on gotta pass my gun, we gon' keep scorin'
All they friends keep on dyin', they tears keep pourin'
PJ walked [?], so we gon' keep pourin'
Only talkin' 'bout the money, everything else I'm ignorin'
I'll slide on myself, I'on care who not goin'
Don't even think about it, bro, just keep goin'
Let 'em find out who it was, they gon' be on you
You don't got your phone with you and the whip stolen
If the boys hear about this one, you know who told 'em (Damn)
You don't have to pass the weed, I am not smokin'
I'm like rocket off of colors, I am not jokin'
I told that boy don't take the burner if he not blowin'
I seen you post yo' dead homie then I kept scrollin'
I guess you served me on the 'Gram until it got boring
You always post your homies blick, he thought it's not yours
Remember plug went out of Glockies then I bought toys
My chest was pokin' out the shirt, I felt like Chuck Norris
Yeah, [?] this load on your bitch-ass
Gang can never see parole 'cause your snitch-ass
2 tone FNF, think that hoe mismatch
Want no credit for that body though we did that
I just popped a half of Uzi, lil' bro sober
If you freeze up on the skit, you get a cold shoulder
[?] I need no holster
This a [?] throw away but I'm the [?]
Put your patna in this Semi for the dope smokers
Poppin' bottles on my story, mean he's no longer
Try to tag me on the 'Gram if you ain't toe taggin'
Since my brother passed away, we give no passes
Get away with snatchin' chains when you soul snatchin'
Your big homie ain't no fella, he's a coke addict
They keep catchin' me with Ratchets, I do no lackin'
So it's fuck Bobby [?] and Danny [?]
Don't even think about it, bro, just keep goin'
Let 'em find out who it was, they gon' be on you
You don't got your phone with you and the whip stolen
If the boys hear about this one, you know who told 'em (Damn)
You don't have to pass the weed, I am not smokin'
I'm like rocket off of colors, I am not jokin'
I told that boy don't take the burner if he not blowin'
I seen you post yo' dead homie then I kept scrollin'
I guess you served me on the 'Gram until it got boring
You always post your homies blick, he thought it's not yours
Remember plug went out of Glockies then I bought toys
My chest was pokin' out the shirt, I felt like Chuck Norris
