Ryshon Jones - Orange lyrics

rate me

Red, red, red, red

Orange, orange, orange, orange

Green, green, green, green

Blue, blue, blue, blue

Sick dreams, stressing to them in the 16’s,

Niggas really 16, smoke heavy, sip lean

Pop pills 40, hold a 40

… gave them life, in the story

Well I can’t do that, smoking …in 2 pack

Ash that, pass that, thoughts are so abstract

Eternal fast car, vrum bitch, vrum bitch

Getting head from a witch flying by on a broom stick

I give in my all, but not a fuck was given

Fucked up where we live, is still we fucking living

Pardon the curses, my hard core for these verses

A young play griffin, my nuts said they worship

Dollar bill, no dollar to pay the bill

She sex and sexing the chill

I know what I want for real, ah

It’s the grammar dirty text, whole bitch embarrassed

It tell so Paris can be … marriage

I’m not a nigga for kissing asses

You either do the right thing or you live a savage

I got a new bitch, I call her coma

Don’t have to be insecure cause somebody want her

I got a body on her, I mean, she got a body on her

Red, red, red, red

Orange, orange, orange, orange

Green, green, green, green

Blue, blue, blue, blue.