Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Red & Yellow , by - Lil Skies. Release date: 08.07.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Red & Yellow |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah |
| My car is red and (My car is read) |
| My diamond’s yellow |
| Menoh |
| My car is red and my diamonds yellow |
| I shoot like I’m Melo (Yeah, yeah) |
| Menoh |
| My car is red and my diamonds yellow |
| I shoot like I’m Melo, her booty like Jell-o |
| You are not my mans, nigga, you’re not my fellow |
| You askin' for favors, look at you like «Hell no» |
| And my car is red and my diamonds yellow |
| I shoot like I’m Melo, her booty like Jell-o |
| You are not my mans, nigga, you’re not my fellow |
| You askin' for favors, look at you like «Hell no» |
| Ayy, flooded my wrist with ice, knockout first round like Mike |
| The leeches suck me dry, just like a parasite |
| I’m at the mountain view, they tryna reach my height |
| My trap phone jumpin', I don’t need no satellite |
| We left the spot stankin', we had the club jumpin' |
| My pockets full of money, that bitch she wanna touch it |
| My brother really clutchin', he up it like it’s nothin' |
| Let me make a phone call, Stanley come through, get to bussin' |
| It ain’t no back and forth, we ain’t gon' argue with you |
| If it ain’t 'bout the money, then nigga what’s the issue? |
| Say you want war with us, then we unloadin' missiles |
| I ride or die beside my shit, I see it with a clear view |
| How you change on me? |
| People lame and phony |
| I’ma go out like I’m Tony, nobody can come control me |
| Rockstar on my tomb, I be by my lonely |
| Zoom past, smokin' on some OG, word to my OG |
| My car is red and my diamonds yellow |
| I shoot like I’m Melo, her booty like Jell-o |
| You are not my mans, nigga, you’re not my fellow |
| You askin' for favors, look at you like «Hell no» |
| And my car is red and my diamonds yellow |
| I shoot like I’m Melo, her booty like Jell-o |
| You are not my mans, nigga, you’re not my fellow |
| You askin' for favors, look at you like «Hell no» |
| We ahead in the race, I do the dash |
| Know these haters tryna take my place but they in last |
| Lil' shorty, thick up in the waist, I’m on her ass |
| Never settle down for second place, I’d rather pass |
| Suicide moshpit, I’m in the crowd with the fans |
| If my brother down bad, you know I’m throwin' him bands |
| He hit the trap, make it jump, with the pots and the pans |
| I know you rather see me broke but that’s not part of the plan |
| I’m a grade A nigga, I leave you where you stand |
| Never mind the bullshit, I never hear what they’re sayin' |
| Mob ties with the fam, we ain’t shakin' your hand |
| All we got, never flop, we rock out like a band |
| I put my team on with this, used to dream 'bout this shit |
| Manifest with my gift, they believe in my shit |
| Butterfly doors, you can’t see in this whip |
| Feel like Trippie Redd, this life is a trip, BITCH! |
| My car is red and my diamonds yellow |
| I shoot like I’m Melo, her booty like Jell-o |
| You are not my mans, nigga, you’re not my fellow |
| You askin' for favors, look at you like «Hell no» |
| And my car is red and my diamonds yellow |
| I shoot like I’m Melo, her booty like Jell-o |
| You are not my mans, nigga, you’re not my fellow |
| You askin' for favors, look at you like «Hell no» |