Different Color Pops Lyrics

Different color pops, I sip the wok but I sip Trish too

When you getting money seem like Niggas be against you

And I sipped the Ac but that Morton hold a special place

I just spent bout 2k on attachments for the fucking drac

Niggas say they want the smoke with us until it's war with us

Now that pussy boy some Angel dust

Thought that boy had came for us, pussy boy you shouldn't have

Fuck around and lose ya they gone find ya hoe ass inna grass

It's a drought up in yo city, me and gang done brought the ocean

Foe nem clenching on nem glizzys up in traffic, watch yo motions

All you niggas onna net be steady cappin bout them backends

All my niggas stuck in them trenches and we still bringing them racks in

Bought my freak lil bitch a Patek, she know how to throw it backwards

All these niggas they be acting, send my crew out with them cameras

And Ian talking pictures, talking big clips out them cannons

Trynna turn em to a track star, trynna turn them boys to dancers

I think that lil boy shitted when we hit em, get a pamper

I told lil bro toss the hammer, he say that's his trophy gun

Know some bitches did more time in slammers than you niggas done

Told my bitch let's make a OnlyFans, that pussy one of one

I made it out them trenches, I went back and brought my niggas with me

Slam dunk a bitch like Ja, she thought I brought the Grizzles with me

I get love everywhere, you know the city locked in with me

Still sticked up when I ride in case you trynna get up with me

Fuck is these niggas talking bout