Rich Amiri - true colors lyrics
Rich Amiri [Amiri Dexter Chase] Boston/Randolph, Massachusetts, U.S 🇺🇸
[Rich Amiri - true colors lyrics]
Yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah)
Up in the MCO, tryna find me like I'm Nemo
Brodie, he off keto
Probably jugg you out your PO
That boy hot like Cheeto
Probably snitchin' for Dorito
Time him out like TO, get him gone
You can't even see bro
How you say you gang, boy, you ain't gang
You is a joke put a price up on his head
I put a tag up on his toe
I'm with bro, two deep in this ho
Then we hit the road
Send the loc', I bet you get poached
Smoke him like some roast
He a ho
Seen him hit his ho like he hit the folks
In that Rolls, pullin' off and go
Two deep in that Ghost
He a joke, his true colors showin'
Knew he was a ho ain't a choice, man
This shit sad but that just the way it goes
Up in the MCO, tryna find me like I'm Nemo
Brodie, he off keto
Probably jugg you out your PO
That boy hot like Cheeto
Probably snitchin' for Dorito
Time him out like TO, get him gone
You can't even see bro
How you say you gang, boy, you ain't gang
You is a joke put a price up on his head
I put a tag up on his toe
I'm with bro, two deep in this ho
Then we hit the road
Send the loc', I bet you get poached
Smoke him like some roast
Up in the MCO, tryna find me like I'm Nemo
Brodie, he off keto
Probably jugg you out your PO
That boy hot like Cheeto
Probably snitchin' for Dorito
Time him out like TO, get him gone
You can't even see bro
How you say you gang, boy, you ain't gang
You is a joke put a price up on his head
I put a tag up on his toe
I'm with bro, two deep in this ho
Then we hit the road
Send the loc', I bet you get poached
Smoke him like some roast
He a ho
Seen him hit his ho like he hit the folks
In that Rolls, pullin' off and go
Two deep in that Ghost
He a joke, his true colors showin'
Knew he was a ho ain't a choice, man
This shit sad but that just the way it goes
Up in the MCO, tryna find me like I'm Nemo
Brodie, he off keto
Probably jugg you out your PO
That boy hot like Cheeto
Probably snitchin' for Dorito
Time him out like TO, get him gone
You can't even see bro
How you say you gang, boy, you ain't gang
You is a joke put a price up on his head
I put a tag up on his toe
I'm with bro, two deep in this ho
Then we hit the road
Send the loc', I bet you get poached
Smoke him like some roast