Colors Lyrics

Running after gold like an athlete

Striking like a bolt

Call me Hussein

Sound like thunder mother fucker call me zues

Spitting filthy got my ego getting grown

Love these females that keep blowing me away

Hearing whispers demons talking say they tryna get fed

Spit that venom chase that gwala need that ghost to match

Crown on that wrist like you roll with your ex on that collar bone

I think we need some Gold

You've been writing with that wrist in need some ice

Get it in noir you know blm

Been at this for a minute praying lord don't let me fold

Feeling lucky aye ma nigga roll the dice

Once again tell myself feel it coming so you know I'm all in

Been calling for my moment but it got me up on hold

Can't wait to feel the cheese

Three blind mice

And mama wanna see her boy on screen

Inhale

Keep calm

So I'm told... yea

But boy I need them rolls in plenty like some motherfucking rice

I want the bread

Want it in pink

(Pink)

I want the cheese

Like it in yellow

(Yellow yellow yellow)

Heard what I said

Don't mind it purple

So the demons feel pleased

Want that Guap saying hello

Running round this track like an athlete

Chasing dreams

I've been listening to meek

Spitting A1

Running to goal boy I'm happy with the feet

Quarantine needed boy I'm feeling really sick

Remember days was lighting pages with a bic

But now I use it too to light me up some

Might need that gas if you gone be on the road to the gold

Demons talking say they tryna get fed

Spit that venom chase that gwala need that ghost to match

Crown on that wrist like you roll with your ex on that collar bone

I think we need some Gold

I want the bread

Want it in pink

(Pink)

I want the cheese

Like it in yellow

(Yellow yellow yellow)

Heard what I said

Don't mind it purple

So the demons feel pleased

Want that Guap saying hello