True Colors Lyrics

Rich Amiri True Colors

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah)

[Chorus]
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 T.O, 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
[Verse]
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

[Chorus]
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 T.O, 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