Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Different Colors, artist - Yung Bans. Album song Yung Bans, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 30.12.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Foundation
Song language: English
Different Colors |
| What movie you watchin'? |
| Um, on Netflix |
| What your ass talkin' all slow for? |
| I’m tired |
| I miss you. |
| You don’t miss me back? |
| I miss you too |
| I’m tryin'… I’m tryna get my dick sucked… by you |
| Why did you hang up on me? |
| What do you want? |
| Like… why, why I can’t even be straightforward? |
| Like… like if I just wanna |
| fuck I don’t need to do all that cuddlin' shit |
| Yeah, yeah |
| Yeah, Boat, Bans, Boat, Bans, Bans, yeah (yeah) |
| Boat, Bans, Boat, Bans |
| Ayy, diamonds dancin', all the light hit different colors |
| Ayy, I just want a bust-down, I don’t wanna cuddle |
| Yeah, count a hundred thousand and I bet they love you (bitch) |
| Ayy, all in her jaws like some Lays, Ruffles |
| Ayy, .223s, Glocks, we don’t do no scuffles |
| They don’t like how I rap, they say I be muffled |
| Tell the bitch bring her friend, she was the missin' puzzle piece |
| Yeah, ayy, yeah |
| Chain swang, gang, gang, woo, yeah |
| One on one, the game, it’s the same thing, huh |
| Ayy, yeah, skrrt off in that Range, huh |
| Ayy, young ass nigga just doin' my thing |
| Ayy, and her pussy pink just like Molly, huh |
| Ridin' with the glizzy and it got mileage (mileage, huh) |
| And my young niggas catchin' bodies (bodies) |
| I just do the rap shit for a hobby |
| Got these bitches booted off the Molly, doll |
| Next week it’s Adderall, I can’t walk around in malls |
| Put that X up in her hand, she lookin' like a call girl |
| I’m in L.A., you in L.A., I’m Kobe, you Chris Paul |
| It’s a different, I’m gon' fuck her best friend |
| I ain’t got no piercings, my new bitch named Kiersten |
| Chop with a dick, that shit sing like Charlie Wilson |
| Yeah, all my niggas gon' get it, huh |
| Baby don’t talk, just listen |
| Diamonds dancin', all the light hit different colors |
| Ayy, I just want a bust-down, I don’t wanna cuddle |
| Yeah, count a hundred thousand and I bet they love you, ayy |
| Yeah, count a hundred thousand and I bet they love you |
| 200 on my neck (damn), I rep the diamond set |
| Glacier Boyz, new Piguets, fuckin' up the rest |
| Yeah, ayy, yeah, huh |
| Ayy, yeah, ran off with your chick |
| Huh, all the trap niggas gettin' blitzed |