Listen to Colorful Shit (feat. Lil Yachty) by Laney Keyz

Colorful Shit (feat. Lil Yachty)

Laney Keyz

Hip-Hop/Rap

6,286 Shazams

Lyrics

(Aye, yuh Working out every night up in the City, mi bitch se got me feeling pressed) (Aye, uh) June you're a genius (Aye, aye, yuh) Working out every night up in the city My bitch she got me feeling pressed But she is sucking dick when I be feeling stressed Look up at me like I'm supposed to be impressed You throwing me off, supposed to count up in a minute Talking more and doing less and Lately you spending more than you invest Bitch I'm a star at putting you at sex, aye Rich at the state, they say we rich at the state Cob me a crib out the way Start getting money She notice I start getting money, I can't get the bitch out my place They heard the story the way that I tell Then the niggas heard I got rich off of That they heard the story the way that my City, they tell it they know I can get ya'll a date Bottles on bottles that shit by the case Hit from the back, grab that bitch by the lace And I roll up a wood while I sit by the lake I can't trust a nigga like I sit by the safe It's a rocket on me while I peep out the drapes It's a rocket she don't know I keep at her place Fuck it I won't get no sleep out the way And we all heavy nigga we outta shape I threw them E's in it I want them VVS's not that colorful shit Get that work then I remix it I got em knocking they can't get enough of the shit I don't be pretending, experience taught me better than to trust in a bitch On the real imma street nigga, remember that they didn't believe in me Baby girl i'm a real concrete nigga Keep it real I would never deceive niggas Got em grieving, not that my head high Bought a Glock black and grey like the Nets out in Bedstuy Niggas thinking i'm sweet though, I ca big homie bet you get vetoed Niggas be pussy, don't move by the street code She watch me fuck on her friend from the peep hole Bet she get wetter than wet when she deepthroat And I talk smooth like a king hoe I do anything for a C-note My big brother trappin out of Geno's Hundred racks right out the casino My bitch big headed I'm a 3rd shotta She get wavy, crack baby like the 80's Working out every night up in the city My bitch she got me feeling pressed But she is sucking dick when I be feeling stressed Look up at me like I'm supposed to be impressed You throwing me off, supposed to count up in a minute Talking more and doing less and Lately you spending more than you invest Bitch I'm a star at supporting you at sex, aye I threw them E's in it I want them VVS's not that colorful shit Get that work then I remix it I got em knocking they can't get enough of the shit I don't be pretending, experience taught me better than to trust in a bitch On the real imma street nigga, remember that they didn't believe in me
Writer(s): Miles Parks Mccollum, June James, Laney Keyz Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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