Trippie Redd feat. Kodak Black – Colors Lyrics

Lyrics Colors – Trippie Redd feat. Kodak Black

Colors, colors, colors, colors
Colors, Rollie different colors
Diamonds different colors
Yeah, they came in clusters
I can’t f**k with busters
My Glock shoot and bust ya
F**k your white tee
Give that s**t some color

Yeah, that p**sy butter
She get it from her mother
She suck my knife, I cut her
She love it when I touch her
She my baby, LOL, okay
She like to go both ways
Get high, geek up all day
We fried, stay up all late
They mad ’cause they not paid

Stack the chips up, Frito Lay
Bad b**ch, same color money
And I count different color money
Man, I got me a bunch of money
You know I finger f**k the hundreds
You know I got them b**ches comin’
Know that one-point-five is nothin’
Bought a castle, it came with a dungeon
We got bad h*es, different colors
We got foreign cars, different colors

Colors, colors, colors, colors
Colors, Rollie different colors
Diamonds different colors
Yeah, they came in clusters
I can’t f**k with busters
My Glock shoot and bust ya
F**k your white tee
Give that s**t some color

Say, fleek p**sy on that red b**ch look like my Cutlass
I just made a move at Saks Fifth, I told ’em, Run it
Yellow b**ch so nice, gettin’ to that bread, call her mustard
Can’t even swipe, I keep that Drac’
Baby, I doubt you wanna be my runner

I had jumped on a jet with the whole block to get to Houston
With an old Glock 9 from a 2019 shoot
Might f**k around, doze off, so I need a driver when I move
I poured a whole Wock’, I’m sippin’ Tris and whoopty-woo
Whippin’ that coleslaw that don’t look purple, it’s really blue
Knockin’ these h*es off, you fallin’ in love with tricks, so silly you

Colors, colors, colors, colors
Colors, Rollie different colors
Diamonds different colors
Yeah, they came in clusters
I can’t f**k with busters
My Glock shoot and bust ya
F**k your white tee
Give that s**t some color…

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