Текст пісні Colors - Chief Keef

Colors

I’m coolin' with my brothers, my brothers
Red and blue our colors, our colors
Catch you at the red light, I’m bussin', mothaf*cka
Since I was a youngin I ain’t care 'bout nothin'
I do not give one f*cks, two f*cks
Red f*cks, blue f*cks, yellow f*cks
I’m about my green bucks
I’ma make a scene for my green bucks
I’ma get some red on my Nina
Colors
Pulled up in black trucks
Pulled them black MACs up We don’t need no back up
F*ck boy, we strapped up Pulled up in my silver SRT8
Pulled up with my silver AK
Black hollows same height as Kay Kay
White chalk, we can do this everyday
Big red brick house, six car garage
Young black n*gga and I made it far
Yeah it’s green now my pocket
Black 50 in my car
White bitches knockin' at my door
Tryna have a ménage
I’m coolin' with my brothers, my brothers
Red and blue our colors, our colors
Catch you at the red light, I’m bussin', mothaf*cka
Since I was a youngin I ain’t care 'bout nothin'
I do not give one f*cks, two f*cks
Red f*cks, blue f*cks, yellow f*cks
I’m about my green bucks
I’ma make a scene for my green bucks
I’ma get some red on my Nina
Colors
We some young wild n*ggas
You can’t get your money back n*gga
For your green, better be a running back n*gga
No slammer’s gonna slam your ass n*gga