Fanta Colors ft. DoeSkool Lyrics

Roll the dice

I'ma take a chance, this one might be it

A walking lick, she starring at me

Glizzy on me, though it was my dick

Ain't no mind games, toat them thangs

Bitch, I think I'm James

Hit her sideways in the jungle

Bitch, I can't be tamed

Ain't got no manners, she still wanna fan us

I can't fuck with no movies, the U.S been playing us

Kicking shit like karate, I feel like the panda

I got ladies in all colors, the owner of Fanta

Yeah, yeah

I'm rolling the dice

I'm doing it twice

Put that on my life

I'm striking tonight

They throwing the rice

The money my wife

I feel it tonight

The feeling is right

I keep it tucked, but I'm willing to fight

I gotta make it back home tonight

Stay out the way 'cause I'm loving my life

She call me bae cause I'm fuckin' her right

They be like "Doe, I gotta know?"

"What is that makin' yo pockets bulge?"

I be like "huh?" "fuck is you on?"

I wasn't lucky, my nigga, I'm grown

I got it right I was doin' some wrong

Get you some knowledge and put yourself on

Pull up at night and she wearing a thong

Bitch, ima dog I just wanna bone

Bone, bone, bone, bone

Bone, bone bone

Bitch, ima dog I just wanna bone

We do it in harmony like bone

Bone, bone, bone, bone

Bone, bone, bone

Tell me what you gonna do

When it ain't nowhere to hide?

Roll the dice

I'ma take a chance, this one might be it

A walking lick, she starring at me

Glizzy on me, though it was my dick

Ain't no mind games, toat them thangs

Bitch, I think I'm James

Hit her sideways in the jungle

Bitch, I can't be tamed

Ain't got no manners, she still wanna fan us

I can't fuck with no movies, the U.S been playing us

Kickin' shit like karate, I feel like the panda

I got ladies in all colors, the owner of Fanta

Yeah, yeah

Hold on lil nigga

You talking bout something

You better be talking bout payday

Fuck what the hate say

You say I shit, I hit up yo mommy

I flew her and hit in Zembabwe

Certified lover boy

I be in the sheets while eating that pound cake

Dark shades on

Prolly thought I was gonna say say something bout Stevie

Long range holmes

Scope with a beam prolly hit while you playing P4

Leave me alone

After I nut, I better hear the door knob at the front door

I know how Boosie we feeling

When they had deleted his IG and he made another one

Thought it was spiritual healing how she dreaming bout me

Inside of her while I'm away from her

She said she want some spiritual healing

Yea, swear that know how Boosie be feeling

She said she want some spiritual healing

Yea, swear that know how Boosie be feelin

Roll the dice

I'ma take a chance, this one might be it

A walking lick, she starring at me

Glizzy on me, though it was my dick

Ain't no mind games, toat them thangs

Bitch, I think I'm James

Hit her sideways in the jungle

Bitch, I can't be tamed

Ain't got no manners, she still wanna fan us

I can't fuck with no movies, the U.S been playing us

Kickin shit like karate, I feel like the panda

I got ladies in all colors, the owner of Fanta

Yeah, yeah