Don Cook (Rapper), Patrick Zae, Esteban Tavares - Yellow Light lyrics

This is the last blunt for the night, baby
Slow your roll, yellow light
Need to slow your roll, yellow light
Need to slow your roll, yellow light

I wish I'd get as high as you
That ain't nothing to brag about
I think for you the night is through
But we're gone end up lighting two
Ain't dancing but we dabbin' out
For me the game of cat and mouse
Is chasing that elusive high
Ain't never not made music high
Ain't never not been super throwed
Ain't never not made music though
And you gone come and scoop it from Duluth
And say it's stupid dope
Two below, who'da known
You'da grown to be that fucking guy
Funeral, are you gone roll
Or are you gon' go too below


Or heaven when you motherfucking die
The only shit I know for sure is
I don't know shit for sure
The only thing that I deserve is
Work and then to work
Some more and work some more
And work some more
And work some more and work some more
Forgive me for being repetitive
I just don't think that you get it yet
Better yet, let it set in, this that medicine
Sedatives all for ya'
Betterment, benefit idiot, aye
Geeks and the robbers my company
Few new revolvers, they come for me
Few model bitches to comfort me
Cum for me, cum for me, cum for me, aye

This is the last blunt for the night, baby
Slow your roll, yellow light
Need to slow your roll, yellow light
Need to slow your roll, yellow light

My hips are saying hi to you
Finna swing the bat around
Kitchen missing all of the utility
'Cause, I just use facility to pat you down
Sit you down on the counter
The sting on my back from
The scene in the shower
Was me in a sleep for like three to six hours
The dream was so vivid and loud
Had me screaming like Meek
On a Dreamchaser album
For reasons unknownst to me
Streets ain't been glowing this week
And the trees ain't been showing no leaves
And I leave in like four to three weeks
To go see who put focus on me
Selfishness show, but my reasons
Are deeper than most
Why my feet keep on leaping from home
Just to keep this shit going
Thinking 'bout hitting the road to proceed
To record what's been seen
Sickle cell shit, shit, I'm sick as hell
Rolling with EZ, so weed all up in my nails
Pick up a Swisher to switch
Up what's inside the rello
We'd trip out to Denver to mellow my car
Bongs with the roomie and shroomin' with Zae
Picture a movie where dude is insane
But he stay keeping cool 'cause his
Music explain what he's doing
To you so that you don't
Mistake this for losing bitch, excuse me?
I'm pursuing my dream
Kinda seem like it's lucid
Went from spitting with dude that
I knew from my grade
To one fourth of Legit, man
That shit stupid-cray slow your roll
Look, you gon' be smoking whatever I
Give you when we hit that yellow light
Go fetch us a bowl that both
Of us can hit from, listen 'cause

This is the last blunt for the night, baby
Slow your roll, yellow light
Need to slow your roll, yellow light
Need to slow your roll, yellow light

Aye, red light, green light, yellow, aye
Can't no fuckboy hit the rello, aye
I've been going off for the Nawf
Hella saucin'
Ya acting like ain't nobody tellin'
Tell 'em ain't nobody special
Everybody here rap
Everybody trapped but nobody live that
As I pull up, fill up the tank
Know what to think
I tucked away the fucks I gave
I pump the brakes her fussin' face
The tux is suede so whatcha' say?
The lusty way i'm custom made
I cut your bae and fucked her face
My nuts are sway
It's us and they do us a favor
Better duck the fuck down
Two blunts I'm stuck now you fuck with us?
Hit the club at sundown
'Cause, I'll be at the function
I'll be at the - I'll be at the function