Yellow Orange (feat. Pahpay)

(Krookstar)

He call me bro, but no not kin to him, huh
Young Krookstar, God my synonym, huh
I'm not soft, that's just how my linen is, huh
Montage mixin' up my women friends, huh
Rasta, dreadlock, smoke piff, huh
Costner, shoot a movie, star in it, huh
Ray Charles, sing song, rollin', huh
Super Saiyan, Broly, huh
I got this soda, I just put a whoa in it
I'm in her neck, I'm in her chocha
Hit her high then low again
And I'm coolin' with the cobras
We be throwin' dope and shit
You know Krookstar just like Moses
Krookstar split her open, ye
Yeah, yeah, Krookstar split her open, ye
You know she get kinda boring
Krookstar keep 'bout four of them

Lil Pay, big glock, I'm foldin' him, huh
Me and Krook sing song, Boyz 2 Men, huh
My nuts hang low like ornaments, huh
Applying pressure you can send coordinates, huh
I up the glock and he was gon with the wind, huh
Pockets big as shit, I'm lookin' like I'm Big Pun
I'm fuckin' on my bitch in wheat colour Timbs, huh
My bitch beatboxin' while she suckin' on the tip, huh
I'm in the club if my glock on the guestlist
I just took my bitch out of town for investments
Graduated from the telly, no longer a freshman
Flex up on these niggas, I'm the #1 contestant

I be beaming, I be soaring
Sleeping in the morning, ye
She crushing Ds up, yellow-orange
Then proceed to snort it, ye
And my feet up in a foreign
Smoking weed a forest, ye
And we speakin' bout the mortgage
'Cause my team a corporate
Put my team up like I'm Jordan
Man I need endorsement
I be feeling like I'm Horus
Krookstar in to sorcery
And she treat me like tourist
Just like she don't know me, ye
I be wildin' in her organs, I be in her lungs and shit
I be smiling while I'm dormant
Thinking Robert Bordens, ye
Single file cause I'm important
Gimme mine then you can dip
I'm reclining in the VIP
I be bilin', I be sick
I need a racky every line
A hundread thousand, just to spit

He call me bro, but no not kin to him, huh
Young Krookstar, God my synonym, huh
I'm not soft, that's just how my linen is, huh
Montage mixin' up my women friends, huh



Credits
Writer(s): Brooklyn Thorne
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