Colorful Shit (feat. Lil Yachty)

(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