Yellow

(Chorus) Who the fuck is you, tryna tell me I ain't shit And still you waiting for my next hit So you can start hating tell me how it's writ Throw the beef and your ass in a lions pit Coz I get bit, but yo ass get eaten The kid sent a message but you didn't receive it The kid can spit and now you see him I said that kids name gree and you better believe it (Verse 1) It was like 2 in the morning Mama stopped calling No shots, get the PainStop, pour it all in Colours on blast from the codeine, patrolling Fell right on my ass, got possessed by the omen I could name a million people that I’m loaning Yes money do grow on trees, I ain’t joking Papers that you folding, rolling, Os blowing Now is our moment, hoping that time’s frozen Oh, only my homie can be a worthy opponent Home Baked, ninja shit, 47 ronin Mic like a blade, cut precise like my fade Only time when I’m alive is from the night till the day I ain’t lying when I say it, never front I’m in the backseat New nikes, now I got fast feet like an athlete This real life, didn’t want to have beef with a has-been Yeah I still write, Y’all get sat on like some asscheeks (Chorus) Who the fuck is you, tryna tell me I ain't shit And still you waiting for my next hit So you can start hating tell me how it's writ Throw the beef and your ass in a lions pit Coz I get bit, but yo ass get eaten The kid sent a message but you didn't receive it The kid can spit and now you see him I said that kids name gree and you better believe it (Verse 2) There you are standing with your hands out Asking for a hand out I been writing so much like letters to your pen pal Will never get sick of this I'm laughing who the man now Looking all ridiculous like Dancing with your pants down When u fire shots, till you find out that I'm hot Now you tryna ride my cock Ain't no pride don't tie no knots It's the yellow boy, flow bounce like a ball of lacky bands Blazed out, mellow eyes small like I'm Jackie Chan Happy that you finally met Gree at last Didn't know I’d potential to Jet Li your ass Keep it running from the start to stop My spinning makes the party pop Good greens got me knocked out, call that shit karate chop (Chorus) Who the fuck is you, tryna tell me I ain't shit And still you waiting for my next hit So you can start hating tell me how it's writ Throw the beef and your ass in a lions pit Coz I get bit, but yo ass get eaten The kid sent a message but you didn't receive it The kid can spit and now you see him I said that kids name gree and you better believe it