HAUS of The Indigo

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Indigo, indigo, indigo)

In the HAUS of Indigo I'm chillin with the guys (Indigo shit)
And we all clutching the nine
Cause if a nigga talkin that nigga gon have to die
(Yeah then he gon have to die)
Yeah we letting bullets fly (Brr) (Brr)
We might just have to slide to his crib
(Yeah, yeah, ayy)
(Yeah we knockin on the door nigga)
(Get the fuck outside)
Cause we know that he a bitch (You a bitch)
He must've not known who we is
(Yeah, yeah, ay, uh, uh)
(You know who the fuck we is nigga)
We The Indigo Children

Now she topping me down in my motherfucking wraith damn
I'm looking right up at the stars my feelings dissipate damn
Isn't that so sad now I gotta kick you out you can't stay damn
We going right up to the moon we going outer space yeah
We just been out here we been living a life of luxury
I remember when I was broke and she ain't wanna talk to me
Now I got all that money
She just want me for the green
Oh that's so sad well, kick you out the spot
Trust me I could never waste my time for a thot
Only reason she around is to lick my cock
But I still got the Draco yeah that shit staying cocked
On top of the show incase she tryna get rocked
And I don't got a issue popping a lil bitch
The same reason I'll kill a nigga or kid
Cause I'm sick and some might even say I'm twisted
But really I just like getting lit
And havoc I love to cause it
I wish I could kill Santa
Cause he ain't giving me no gifts
We grew up around the Fanta
But its just some purple in it

(Yeah yeah yeah yeah)
(Indigo indigo indigo)

In the HAUS of Indigo I'm chilling with the guys (Indigo shit)
And we all clutching the nine
Cause if a nigga talking that nigga gon have to die
(Yeah then he gon have to die)
Yeah we letting bullets fly (Brr) (Brr)
We might just have to slide to his crib
(Yeah, yeah, ayy)
(Yeah we knockin on the door nigga)
(Get the fuck outside)
Cause we know that he a bitch (You a bitch)
He must've not known who we is
(Yeah, yeah, ay, uh, uh)
(You know who the fuck we is nigga)
We The Indigo Children

Yeah I done took nothin and I turned into something
Got these fiends banging all up on my phone just like percussion (Yeah)
We'll serve em no discussion
We need to get to hustling
Start selling weed just to get the green
Niggas showing greed like get the fuck from me
Before I up the beam (Okay)
A nigga talking shit (Uh) i had to take him off (Off)
He looked me in my eyes before he died he thinking I'm The Devil
(My eyes) (The Devil)
But I'm just a clever guy with a blick (Blick with a gun)
With homicide intent inside of it (Homicide)
(Blat, blat, boom)
And if I don't see him he still get hit (Get hit)
One phone call now that nigga on a stick (On a stick)
DaeDae give me one call then we'll him in a ditch
Gone yeah I'm gone floating through the galaxy
Wondering what that is just what I see
Filling my system with what I need
Not with what I think will deplete
(Oh what) Watch out when I step around all up in that Neiman's nigga
I am liable to take yo bitch if she see me (Yeah)
She wanna take it off
She gonna take it off
She wanna take it off
For the, for the
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
She gonna take it off for the (Yeah)
(Indigo, indigo, indigo)

In the HAUS of Indigo I'm chilling with the guys (Indigo shit)
(With the, with the, yeah)
And we all clutching the nine
Cause if a nigga talking that nigga gon have to die
(Yeah then he gon have to die)
Yeah we letting bullets fly (Brr) (Brr)
We might just have to slide to his crib
(Yeah, yeah, ayy)
(Yeah we knockin on the door nigga)
(Get the fuck outside)
Cause we know that he a bitch (You a bitch)
He must've not known who we is
(Yeah, yeah, ay, uh, uh)
(You know who the fuck we is nigga)
We The Indigo Children



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Writer(s): Daevon Zachery
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