True Colors

[Intro: Voda Fuji]
303 shit

[Chorus: Voda Fuji]
When you show me your true colors
Make sure you don't even cap ay (Cap)
Crusin' down on Brodway
Reppin' three oh to the max (Three oh to the max)
I got brodies on the civic (skrrt)
But we out like it's a cedes
I know that shorty love me
But she wanna have my babies (But she wanna have my babies)
Hol' up what

[Verse 1: Voda Fuji]
That's enough for me
All we smoke is Keef
And on some corny shit
Like get the bag like groceries
But I ain’t playing
To be honest I was born to eat
And shout out [?] 'cause I got New B's all up on my feet
Okay, like little bag
Running up these numbers
Broski pulled up in a green Jag'
When you get these hundreds
Far too wavy
That’s the whole tag
Get it in abundance
Around 230
Doin' zigzags
Hit me for these options

[Chorus: Voda Fuji]
When you show me your true colors
Make sure you don't even cap ay (Cap)
Crusin' down on Brodway
Reppin' three oh to the max (Three oh to the max)
I got brodies on the civic (skrrt)
But we out like it's a cedes
I know that shorty love me
But she wanna have my babies

[Verse 2: Gramthart]
Say this with me
Fuck every single person tryna regulate my limit
If you not beside me every moment‚ you against me
What’s the point in lying?
Don't you hate when you the victim?
Hope it's in your pocket when some fucker tryna quiz you
'Cause life don’t give a fuck
Take you from your parents when you stupid fuckin' young
“He can't have no family”
I think that shit's a lie
Also think 'bout weed right now‚ that really hit the spot
I’m rollin' right past all these cops
On my way to see the plug‚ buy everything he got
I just put some bricks up on the whip, I don't need to stop
Smoking all my weed before the summer
I swear to god
Cruisin' with half a campfire up in a box
I’m talking glove box
When I'm talking you should listen
I don’t talk much (What)

[Chorus: Voda Fuji]
When you show me your true colors
Make sure you don't even cap, ayy (Cap)
Crusin' down on Brodway
Reppin' three oh to the max (Three oh to the max)
I got brodies on the civic (skrrt)
But we out like it's a cedes
I know that shorty love me
But she wanna have my babies

[Verse 3: SypSki]
Your ho “Gorgeous” is a cap‚ I'm just gon' sit back and laugh (Haha)
You're sending texts to my phone but I ain't texting you back
“You really think I'ma fucking text you right now? I'm in fucking Paris with two fucking blondes like fuck-“
I get top from Stacey, Lacey, Hailey and Kaylee
They swallowing babies and baby it feels amazing
Can't forget about Katie
She crazy and kinda tangy
Cocaine like the 80's
Powdered nose on my lady‚ like

[Chorus: Voda Fuji]
When you show me your true colors
Make sure you don't even cap ay (Cap)
Crusin' down on Brodway
Reppin' three oh to the max (Three oh to the max)
I got brodies on the civic (skrrt)
But we out like it's a cedes
I know that shorty love me
But she wanna have my babies