Colour Splash Lyrics

Garn pack that colour and splash

Doin it smoothly

Gotta pick up the gang or booty

A man get round tryna see one cutie

Dont chill widda man do dash

Bag that stash so I ain't too moody

These times no picky n choosey

I'll do what I want till a man come do Me

Garn pack that colour and splash

Bluuwuu

Doin it smoothly

Gotta pick up the gang or booty

A man get round tryna see one cutie

Dont chill widda man do dash

Bag that stash so I ain't too moody

These times no picky n choosey

I'll do what I want till a man come do Me

Still I role safe so I beg don't try

Pack that colour go ghostin yutes got Time

Hella man got bye

Still bark widda dog like buster sip Some sprite tryna write dem rhymes

But uno that I am a mennis run like Dennis

A man got fried

Tecs still tryna air dat bine

Mans still swinging it round like mj

Ping it

Flinging a yute one sk

Fling it

Doing it bait on the astate

Wrap it

Loosing the weight mans gym day

See the gym bag full to the brim

If unzips that then it's gettin all long

See the public thought I was strong

But the gangdem know imma prove

Them wrong

I'll you a unforgettable time

Widda mash bro slappin it twice

And I ain't got nuin to say bye bye

Raise one hand in the air like high

Now bring it low tryna catch one Whine

Sturdy

A mans too fly

Bringing it back don't ask man why

Shit bro

Bag that shit in the back

Know big man sit in the front

Know bad man catching a cab

So if he pop that door then it's Getting all long

Shit bro

Bag that shit in the back

Know big man sit in the front

Know bad man catching a cab

So if he pop that door then it's Getting all long

Garn pack that colour and splash

Doin it smoothly

Gotta pick up the gang or booty

A man get round tryna see one cutie

Dont chill widda man do dash

Bag that stash so I ain't too moody

These times no picky n choosey

I'll do what I want till a man come do Me

Garn pack that colour and splash

Bluuwuu

Doin it smoothly

Gotta pick up the gang or booty

A man get round tryna see one cutie

Dont chill widda man do dash

Bag that stash so I ain't too moody

These times no picky n choosey

I'll do what I want till a man come do Me

Two on the floor not one in his hand

Cah the ting too big can't fit in the Car

Three in the back tryna fly bine man

Bro clocked that shit n we all said rah

Four doors up or 5 widda boot

If ya count that shit then your chattin Up blah

Six little sticks tryna hit them pricks

But mun I don't get how they run so Far

I'm tryna get close till I'm up mans Arse

Several times we seen that cast

Ate hella food so a man feels sick

True say bro said I ain't that smart

Nine times bro done it well for the

Set

He rang that neck like Homa did Bart

Man aim for the chest

Gyal aim for the heart

Mans making it up on the heartbreak Chart

Garn pack that colour and splash

Doin it smoothly

Gotta pick up the gang or booty

A man get round tryna see one cutie

Dont chill widda man do dash

Bag that stash so I ain't too moody

These times no picky n choosey

I'll do what I want till a man come do Me