Bleed These Colours What We Do
[Verse 1]
Alright then, it's gonna be a mad ting
We wildin' out, actin' so trashy
Light it up like these camera phones flashing
If there's a noise limit, yeah, we gon' smash it
Now this is real, real tragic
Pretty girls, man, but they're looking so plastic
Pretty girls, damn, what they wearing so graphic
Got my head spinning, all I'm seeing here is static
Nah, nah, we won't sim-simmer
'Til we're worn out from all the floor fillers
'Til our cards decline from no more scrilla
'Til we hear "Who got the keys to my Bimma?"
Winner, winner, looking fly, chinchilla
Fat thighs, backside, eat her up for dinner
She a freak, see it in her eyes, suttin in her
Let's go Harambe, let's go gorilla
[Hook]
Peep the sweets and their treats in sight
Let's get lit, later vibe at mine
Forget tomorrow 'cause I'm all about tonight
This is what, is what we do
What's your name, what's your number, what's your sign?
Baby girl, no need to feel shy
Hit the other club when the clock strikes five
This is what, is what we do
[Verse 2]
I don't care what you're thinking
Rum and Red Bull, that's what I'm drinking
Never full; eyes Oliver Twisting
All of her body really got me insisting
It's time to act foolish, time to act foolish
Time to take her clothes off and act unruly
Time to call an Uber to her room so she can rule me
Wake up in the morning with a note from yours truly
No, no, you can't hold me down
No, no, lights won't stop me
Who knows where I'll end up now
If we go, then we go do this properly
Pray to the stars that I make it to Grammy day
Where I stand now -- pretty much owe it to 'Ye
By the way, umm are you from India?
'Cause if so, best believe I'm into ya
[Hook]
Peep the sweets and their treats in sight
Let's get lit, later vibe at mine
Forget tomorrow 'cause I'm all about tonight
This is what, is what we do
What's your name, what's your number, what's your sign?
Baby girl, no need to feel shy
Hit the other club when the clock strikes five
This is what, is what we do
[Bridge][x2]
Inner beauty won't set her right
She wanna live the high life
'Cause one look at that backside
Me ah cyall her Ferrari
(Cyall her Ferrari, cyall her Ferrari)
[Coda]
Me ah cyall her Ferrari...
