Color Money
(Aye call lil homie to the stage the one that’s got that Color Money)
Trappin for the color money
Make it happen for the color money
305 n***a
You know what it is
If you wanna get a block then you should see the man
Diamonds all through the watch and you should see the band
Bottle in the club got me screaming color money
Got her selling p**y for the love of the money
Indictments coming and I really think they coming for me
In the box Chevy p**y n***a gunning for me
Catch a flight to Paris time to get some other money
You still alive cuz you n***as still running from me
Get it down even if a n***a momma know me
Put it down quarter key in every category
If you real all we k** for is color money
f** where you from cuz all we deal with is color money
I got a duffle bag that I wanna shop with
Or get another double R to cut the top with
Or hit the booty club to go and get some p**y whip
I might buy a b**h a Benz if he p**y whip
Color money
Color money
Blackjack Black Bottles with the Black Cards
Only n***a that you know with two NASCAR’s
Sell a lot of record but I make a brick jump
Make her sign a prenup just to get my dick s**ed
Color money got your b**h out on a world tour
My lil homie made a million on his girl tour
We back to back and down to whack a n***a unborn
Miami n***as got them changing all the gun laws
So run Forrest got some shooters and they dying too
I got more money than that p**y that you’re signed to
Survive who call this a color money conversation
A hundred stacks will cover everything I’m contemplating
Full confrontation home invasion for the quarter key
Them cheap a** condos ain't the safest place you want to be
Call him a C.O. but you better not go call police
So when I see you I’ma give you what you wanna see
You wanna see?
Color money
Color money
Rob a n***a close to me you better bring it back
Until the day we even steven tell you bring it back
Red rubies on they can't believe a n***a rap
Color money still feed n***as in the trap
You got the Rolie with the red face
The red ring n***a looking like a fair case
f** all these rappers real talk cuz I ain't f**ing with em
Double M we balling way harder than Puff and em
It ain't no love loss I only see one boss
You looking at him when they got the guns going off
And all the b**hes on the staff and they get a check
So bust it open never test a n***a intellect
Color money
Color money