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ygb trouble - true colors lyrics

[intro]
fa sho’, ay
(ay yo ran turn that up)
gang, hold it up
from the north, golden boys forever
rip granny, rip poppa on top of that
(34 out the gate)

[chorus]
don’t wanna write no more sad songs
this how i look when i put dat bag on (gang)
diamonds worth more than money this what i was told (for real tho)
move my mama out the city put her in beverly hill
me and pops slidin’ in that matching benz
tom brady with the stick, i’m a patriot
15 shots up in my glock, i hit a n+gga with vince
jumping out da bentley with dat gucci bag
vvs hit, i don’t need no flash

[verse]
back on my writin’ sh+t, put it on my mind (mind)
flood out da wrist lil boy, i don’t waste no time
my b+tch just hit a l!ck for a couple bands
can’t speak on all the details, use it on the stand
n+ggas come around and show their real colors
i never switched up on my real brothers (on god)
we crop em out, we stakе em out, that’s real sh+t (b+tch)
and i ain’t nevеr f+ckin’ wit no other b+tch
f+ck da jakes, f+ck da snakes, n+ggas know it’s that (know it’s that)
and we throw them yellow flags, n+ggas know it’s that, (from the north)
ain’t speaking on my past cause it ain’t coming back
n+gga drop a bag cause it’s gone come right back
[chorus]

don’t wanna write no more sad songs
this how i look when i put dat bag on
diamonds worth more than money this what i was told
move my mama out the city put her in beverly hills
me and pops slidin’ in that matching benz
tom brady with the stick, i’m a patriot
15 shots up in my glock, i hit a n+gga with vince
jumping out da bentley with dat gucci bag
vvs hit, i don’t need no flash

- ygb trouble lyrics

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