Contour, Garrott Odom, Rizz Capolatti - Yellow Lights lyrics

I spend my days writing raps and shit
Looking at the Chevy's I'ma have to get
I kick the flavor like the raid 2
Maybe too much Hennessy and LSD's
What made me crazy yuh, just maybe
Ask about the boy when you know he gravy
Focus on yourself shawty don't be lazy
Apply that to your life girl you
Don't need to thank me
Yeah you know he great
He really about a mill
(ion) away from being your favorite
Really amazing
Look at the whip when it's is on pavement
If I hit the switch it become adjacent
I'm feeling it mane
Car got hardtop ceiling, the paint
Look like when you ripping a wave
Got so much styles I can give 'em away
And still keep a million saved
Only dropped eight and they still in a daze
Yeah i know you been feeling a way
Cause rap nowadays like it’s
Sittin' in grave
Shit don't matter, it's all about chattter
Folks don't write songs it's
All ‘bout laughter
Telling a joke, biting and stealing the flow
I said boy you's a ho like

We don't fuck with y'all
Man it's been so long
Since it hit this strong
Man y'all shit feels so wrong
How y'all getting on? You must know someone
You must know someone, yeah
We don't fuck with y'all
Man it's been so long
Since it hit this strong
Man y'all shit feels so wrong
How y'all getting on? You must know someone
You must know someone, yeah

Hopped up off the porch like TI friends
Face card good in the streets I've been
Me and G might just get a
Fleet slide down the street
Like a Visa I don't even need my pin
But I need my Hen' and a
Bad bitch to meet my friend
And to keep my CD popped in and
A old school that we hop in
And as soon as I close the
Door it sound like she beatboxing
Shawty want the lumber and she want my number
(yea, yea)
Call her Sasha Thumper I'ma hit the bumper
(yea, yea)
Soon as she ain't looking I'ma hit lil mama
(yea, yea)
Probably hit your momma get you in some drama
(yea, yea) gotta keep the heat with me
Fielder Road 'til I'm cold yeah I
Got the screet with me
Do my dance in the camera like I'm P diddy
Expedition white as snow come and ski with me
Ye'en poppin', ain't stopping
Bitch on the scene jockin'
Moving slow as fuck cause the lean got me
Had the shawty take me, Nudie jean shopping
I'ma hit the bitch she got a mean body
Dump her out the Tonka though
If she ain't 'bout it
Ain't no bitch ever gonna have
Me out my element
Might just go and hit the best
Friend for the hell of it
Got so much swag now I'm selling it
I'm so hard sometimes I feel like yelling it
Trying to quiz a nigga and tripping
I had to tell her
I'm already the truth so I'll be
Damned if I'm telling it
All the other shit irrelevant
Got me feeling like, "The hell is this?"
Y'all nigga's shit weak I'm surprised
That you sell the shit
Me and G addressing it, yeah ooh

We don't fuck with y'all
Man it's been so long
Since it hit this strong
Man y'all shit feels so wrong
How y'all getting on? You must know someone
You must know someone, yeah
We don't fuck with y'all
Man it's been so long
Since it hit this strong
Man y'all shit feels so wrong
How y'all getting on? You must know someone
You must know someone, yeah

We don't fuck with y'all
Man it's been so long
Since it hit this strong
Man y'all shit feels so wrong
How y'all getting on? You must know someone
You must know someone, yeah
We don't fuck with y'all
Man it's been so long
Since it hit this strong
Man y'all shit feels so wrong
How y'all getting on? You must know someone
You must know someone, yeah