Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Orange, artist - LOTUS.
Date of issue: 03.04.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Orange |
The fuck is the problem when niggas approach me |
It don’t feel like nothing to bag up a grocery |
Back in highschool man these niggas ain’t notice me |
Now they all follow me calling me Hercules |
What doesn’t work for u work for me nigga |
I need a office where all of these niggas gon work for me |
She call me a doctor when she gon refer to me |
She put that shell to his back like a turtle be |
Nigga slow down that’s hare trigger |
Guts on the table that’s American dinner |
I be in the skin like a gahdamn splinter |
Pull up in a Tesla nut I left in a sprinter |
Kevin at the gate better call a breadwinner |
Want me on the stage I’mma need 8 figures |
And an arm and a leg and a head or a finger |
I don’t give no fucks lil nigga gahdamn |
God damn (gah damn!) |
Y’all needa see this on cam (okay) |
I was LoKii way back in the day at the Lake |
Now a young nigga really got fans (on hood) |
I need a fan, I been too hot, caught a tan |
Life is a beach, I just play in the sand |
Her cheeks is sandy, she loving my nuts |
I guess that goes without saiyan |
How you still working but making it worth it? |
How you just practiced but made yo shit perfect? |
How bout you ask bout the times when I ain’t have a dime |
So I spent all my time on these verses?! |
Allergic, fugazy, my hearse, candy paint it |
When I’m in the dirt, they gone dig all my statements |
I’m finna blow like that throat was amazing |
It’s UGLYATLANTA, like Wu-Tang, we banging the set |
Yes. |
right In the A T L where it’s not a crime goin 95 on I 95 |
We work all the time not just 9 to 5 |
It be 9 to 5 and the 5 to 9 if we fall behind then get cyanide |
Cause that’s suicide see no sign of lies |
Don’t get euthanized for your sight of mine dog |
Don’t ever go against the divine dog |
I just ran up half a million streams with ease and |
I really went pop off of the mic dog |
Still down to fight like one of Mike’s d- |
Ok you get it tho gotta be more original |
Ain’t that many this lyrical (ain't nobody this lyrical) |
This ain’t even my pinnacle, coordinated umbilical |
Y’all be lookin identical, yall like twins |
We ain’t even worried bout no losses |
They ain’t nothin when compared to all the wins |