Purple Coming In
Coming in, coming in, coming in
I'm good on that yellow, yellow
I'm good with that yellow, yellow
I'm good with that red and yellow, nigga
I'm good with that red and yellow, nigga
Purple be coming in
We got that purp coming in, we got that purp coming in
The purple be coming in, purple, purple, purp, purp
I'm good with that yellow, yellow, nigga
I'm good with that yellow and red, nigga
I'm good with that yellow and red, nigga
I'm good with that yellow and red, nigga
That purple be coming in, that purple be coming in
That purple be coming in, that purple be coming in
That purple be coming in
I poured up a dirty Sprite again
I pop on these Percs and Vicodins
They check on that check like a Yeezy
Came from straight out them trenches, they greasy
Fuck a bitch on that shit, I don't need her
Fell in love with that drank and I need it
I sip out my cup and I need it
I grew up in the rut and I seized it
Sip the four of that 'tuss out in Cleveland
They can't blame me for takin' these doses
Pour that raw out, the pint in the fanta
Tryna dodge all these scandalous heathens
They never gone doubt me, now they believe me
They try to forget about me now I'm kinging
The greatest story ever told
These pretty hoes gettin' exposed
Got my styrofoam in my hand
Fuck all these bands up
I'm good on that yellow, yellow
I'm good with that yellow, yellow
I'm good with that red and yellow, nigga
I'm good with that red and yellow, nigga
Purple be coming in
We got that purp coming in, we got that purp coming in
The purple be coming in, purple, purple, purp, purp
I'm good with that yellow, yellow, nigga
I'm good with that yellow and red, nigga
I'm good with that yellow and red, nigga
I'm good with that yellow and red, nigga
That purple be coming in, that purple be coming in
That purple be coming in, that purple be coming in
That purple be coming in
I poured up a dirty Sprite again
I pop on these Percs and Vicodins
They check on that check like a Yeezy
Came from straight out them trenches, they greasy
Fuck a bitch on that shit, I don't need her
Fell in love with that drank and I need it
I sip out my cup and I need it
I grew up in the rut and I seized it
Sip the four of that 'tuss out in Cleveland
They can't blame me for takin' these doses
Pour that raw out, the pint in the fanta
Tryna dodge all these scandalous heathens
They never gone doubt me, now they believe me
They try to forget about me now I'm kinging
The greatest story ever told
These pretty hoes gettin' exposed
Got my styrofoam in my hand
Fuck all these bands up
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Writer(s): Nayvadius Wilburn, Joshua Howard Luellen
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