Colorblind
(Envy!)
(My niggas got it out the mud)
(Your music came out of the sewer)
(You got a couple hunnids)
(Like I'm colorblind, I need 'em bluer)
(Everything, yeah, we buying it newer)
(Lotta opps, but they turnin' fewer)
(Heard the news, now, he be a rumour)
(Blew his head up, he got him a...)
My niggas got it out the mud (my niggas!)
Your music came out of the sewer (ay!)
You got a couple hunnids (couple of-)
Like I'm colorblind, I need 'em bluer
Everything, yeah, we buying it newer (uh-huh!)
Lotta opps, but they turnin' fewer (yuh, ay!)
Heard the news, now, he be a rumour
Blew his head up, he got him a tumour
My niggas got it out the mud (my niggas!)
Your music came out of the sewer (ay!)
You got a couple hunnids (couple of-)
Like I'm colorblind, I need 'em bluer
Everything, yeah, we buying it newer (uh-huh!)
Lotta opps, but they turnin' fewer (yuh, ay!)
Heard the news, now, he be a rumour
Blew his head up, he got him a tumour
My niggas come in with the brass (woah!)
Usain, money coming fast (yuh!)
All we think about is cash
Guitar and my neck, got a whole lot in common (yuh!)
It's a whole lot of metal (woah!)
If I was that nigga, I would shut up
Red dots look like freckles (red!)
My niggas got some bodies (what?!)
Feel like an army of vessels (yuh!)
You jus been on stage once (once!)
I promise, you ain't nothing special (oh nah!)
We run the block like the nigga who posted in class with a fidget
He getting swiped if he pushes my buttons, this boy like a widget
My squad countin' commas, you still countin' digits
You come up short all the time, who the fuck is we kidding
I took your bitch to Chanel
Gave her a spree, now, she wanna cheer
Take her back home, make a movie
Call up the gang, it's a fucking premiere
You niggas scared to die
That's why y'all taking L's whenever I'm "Near"
Stain a nigga for his chain, pass it to bro, that's a souvenir
My niggas got it out the mud (my niggas!)
Your music came out of the sewer (ay!)
You got a couple hunnids (couple of-)
Like I'm colorblind, I need 'em bluer
Everything, yeah, we buying it newer (uh-huh!)
Lotta opps, but they turnin' fewer (yuh, ay!)
Heard the news, now, he be a rumour
Blew his head up, he got him a tumour
My niggas got it out the mud (my niggas!)
Your music came out of the sewer (ay!)
You got a couple hunnids (couple of-)
Like I'm colorblind, I need 'em bluer
Everything, yeah, we buying it newer (uh-huh!)
Lotta opps, but they turnin' fewer (yuh, ay!)
Heard the news, now, he be a rumour
Blew his head up, he got him a tumour
(My niggas got it out the mud)
(Your music came out of the sewer)
(You got a couple hunnids)
(Like I'm colorblind, I need 'em bluer)
(Everything, yeah, we buying it newer)
(Lotta opps, but they turnin' fewer)
(Heard the news, now, he be a rumour)
(Blew his head up, he got him a...)
My niggas got it out the mud (my niggas!)
Your music came out of the sewer (ay!)
You got a couple hunnids (couple of-)
Like I'm colorblind, I need 'em bluer
Everything, yeah, we buying it newer (uh-huh!)
Lotta opps, but they turnin' fewer (yuh, ay!)
Heard the news, now, he be a rumour
Blew his head up, he got him a tumour
My niggas got it out the mud (my niggas!)
Your music came out of the sewer (ay!)
You got a couple hunnids (couple of-)
Like I'm colorblind, I need 'em bluer
Everything, yeah, we buying it newer (uh-huh!)
Lotta opps, but they turnin' fewer (yuh, ay!)
Heard the news, now, he be a rumour
Blew his head up, he got him a tumour
My niggas come in with the brass (woah!)
Usain, money coming fast (yuh!)
All we think about is cash
Guitar and my neck, got a whole lot in common (yuh!)
It's a whole lot of metal (woah!)
If I was that nigga, I would shut up
Red dots look like freckles (red!)
My niggas got some bodies (what?!)
Feel like an army of vessels (yuh!)
You jus been on stage once (once!)
I promise, you ain't nothing special (oh nah!)
We run the block like the nigga who posted in class with a fidget
He getting swiped if he pushes my buttons, this boy like a widget
My squad countin' commas, you still countin' digits
You come up short all the time, who the fuck is we kidding
I took your bitch to Chanel
Gave her a spree, now, she wanna cheer
Take her back home, make a movie
Call up the gang, it's a fucking premiere
You niggas scared to die
That's why y'all taking L's whenever I'm "Near"
Stain a nigga for his chain, pass it to bro, that's a souvenir
My niggas got it out the mud (my niggas!)
Your music came out of the sewer (ay!)
You got a couple hunnids (couple of-)
Like I'm colorblind, I need 'em bluer
Everything, yeah, we buying it newer (uh-huh!)
Lotta opps, but they turnin' fewer (yuh, ay!)
Heard the news, now, he be a rumour
Blew his head up, he got him a tumour
My niggas got it out the mud (my niggas!)
Your music came out of the sewer (ay!)
You got a couple hunnids (couple of-)
Like I'm colorblind, I need 'em bluer
Everything, yeah, we buying it newer (uh-huh!)
Lotta opps, but they turnin' fewer (yuh, ay!)
Heard the news, now, he be a rumour
Blew his head up, he got him a tumour
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Writer(s): Nathan Ansah
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