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letra de in color - big scarr

[intro: gucci mane]
(zaytoven)
2020
2021
(go)

[verse 1: gucci mane]
red and blue lambo, same color the zesto’s (d-mn)
crayola pint, same color as my retros (wow)
panoramic roof, same color as a dope boy (skrrt)
white diamond chains, same color as some mayo (burr, burr)
this that fave of j.lo, diamonds same color egg yolk (mwah)
solitary anklet got her walking like her leg broke (huh?)
pocket full of dead folks, looking like i still sell coke (yeah)
brown gucci coat cost your arm and your elbow (gucci)
exotic kush from melrose sticking to me like velcro (ugh)
brown paper pag crammed with nothing but blue hunchos (blues)
wardrobe w-lly wonka, phantom truck, it’s a tonka (huh?)
plus all these trackhawks, you would think dodge was my sponsor (yoom)
old school chevеlle geek, monster bumper to bumpеr (skrrt)
convertible bel airs for players drag racing zondas (players)
trunk slamming, thunder, black and blue like orlando (magic)
the draco all black, but the ar is black and camo, colors

[chorus: gucci mane & big scarr]
colors (woah)
all my ice is colors, colors (huh?)
i live my life in colors, colors
plus my world is colors, colors (woah)
and my girl is colors, colors
all my ice is colors, colors (burr, burr)
i live my life in colors, colors (bling, blaww)
plus my world is colors, colors
and my girl is colors
[verse 2: big scarr]
off-white on my buckle, same color margarine b-tter (ugh)
ak came from russia, n-ggas broke, they can’t touch us (nope)
i flip it, make it double, stash the cash in the duffle (yeah)
mud in my cup, it’s full of bubbles (woah, woah), know i’m sipping on colors (yeah)
and it’s a deep side in the streets, feel like i’m too real for the industry (woah)
way before this rap sh-t, i was putting fire on my enemies (on god)
n-ggas want me dead, they want me gone, trying to get rid of me (nope)
cartier two-tone, don’t look too long, my diamonds glistening (blam)
colors on my ho, lil’ bougie ho, stay in the prada store (yeah)
she miss it, making posts, just burn her throat, then i let her go
who thought that i would blow? now i’m the g.o.a.t. and, yeah, these n-ggas know
now i’m rocking shows strapped with that pole, you reach, i’ll sn-tch your soul (on god)

- big scarr

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