Colors Lyrics – Bandit Jack
Singer: Bandit Jack
Title: Colors
〈Intro〉
Ay mom, AC’s cookin’ up in here
〈Chorus〉
I been smoking hot, hot
Popping rocks, rocks
Do my milly rock, while listening to a Juice bop
Mom said I was destined for fame, I’m a show stopper
Yuh dig
Got my new flow, I’m a pill popper
Same me, but new colors
Cold ice, make me shudder
Pills all in my head, put it down the gutter
Same me, but new colors
Cold ice, make me shudder
My homie hit me up, how you doing?
Hell yeah, that’s my brother
〈Verse 1〉
p#ss# heavenly, made her angel wings flutter
Old girl, gotta cut her
Diamond choker, might cut her
Full of sins, ghost ridеr
Gimme top, get higher
Nеver doing no labor
Darth Vader, I’m yo father
Lyrical, got that lemonade
King of my city, king of the spades
Don’t care who you are, as long as yo b#tch #ss get paid
Then we on the same page, Benjamin Franklin mind frame
I ain’t playing mind games, I’m just playing my games
Jurassic park, I can’t be tamed
Inside out, she give me brain
God damn, yous a lame
And I ain’t even know yo name
When they get the fame, they not the same
Told my brothers I can’t change
So do the same for me
Wish good for my enemies, but more for my family
Got no envy
Love Jack, Chief Keef
Cookin’ dope in my lab, where’s Dee Dee?
Breaking bad, feel like Jesse
〈Chorus〉
I been smoking hot, hot
Popping rocks, rocks
Do my milly rock, while listening to a Juice bop
Mom said I was destined for fame, I’m a show stopper
Yuh dig
Got my new flow, I’m a pill popper
Same me, but new colors
Cold ice, make me shudder
Pills all in my head, put it down the gutter
Same me, but new colors
Cold ice, make me shudder
My homie hit me up, how you doing?
Hell yeah, that’s my brother
〈Verse 2〉
Refund my guns, got a receipt
No need for them, they did my deed
Hitman 1, 2, 3, Assassin’s Creed
That’s how I rock sh#t, Ozzy Osbourne on my rock sh#t
Take off in a spaceship and they say I’m basic
I make sh#t like makeshift
Rolls Royce or Mercedes, you choose baby
Ball so hard, I feel like McGrady
Covered in sauce like it’s gravy
Triple 9 DMs, they wanna date me
Love the way I been f#ckin’ on Tracey
Love the way I been f#ckin’ on Stacey
By the way, they just friends like Phoebe
She got that peach but she a Kiwi
Boolin’ with the boys, Butcher and Hughie
Call them Margaret, they moody
Got a jersey like Snooki
Keep me a strap, I keep me a glizzy
I know she needs me, huh, no kizzy
She get no love, no kissy
My strap do the talkin’, it get lippy
I got cheese, no Philly
This sh#t a breeze, gettin’ chilly
Go crazy, go silly
The motto for hoes on my celly
Takin’ off bikinis
Gettin’ her wet like a willy
She say you wanna f#ck, damn not really
〈Chorus〉
I been smoking hot, hot
Popping rocks, rocks
Do my milly rock, while listening to a Juice bop
Uh, Uh, Uh
Mom said I was destined for fame, I’m a show stopper
Yuh dig
Got my new flow, I’m a pill popper
Same me, but new colors
Cold ice, make me shudder
Okay
Pills all in my head, put it down the gutter
Mhmm
Same me, but new colors
Cold ice, make me shudder
Ohhh yeah
My homie hit me up, how you doing?
Hell yeah, that’s my brother
That’s my brother
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