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Wont on no varsity squad 
As I could remember more dope than Homer 
Yellow bone like Marge Simpson  
Juvenile shot up my neighbor house 
They was

I know you see me, pull up in the yellow Lamborghini
Baby gyrl you looking supa freaky, you should come kick it on the beaches of Waikiki, Ayyyy
I

I know you see me, pull up in the yellow Lamborghini
Baby gyrl you looking supa freaky, you should come kick it on the beaches of Waikiki, Ayyyy
I

lived in the blackest house with seven pure white cats
The bleak eyed look of every day hidden deep inside my heart
The notes on the piano now remind me

Two dead birds the end of June
Above their bodies
A bright and yellow
Flower bloomed
That's what she liked about this place
That everything is

Standing in the sun
Yellow flower Sunday
Pump fake
They just see me on my own shit yeah
Play saint
And the fakes are callin' all day
Play it safe
I just

hitting my line I’m thinking I might as well
Touch it it’s gold I’m feeling like Midas still
Don’t need nobody help
Do it all by myself
Sorry Regina
I’m not

Drank in every yellow purple this the laker sale
I don't trust a glass pint now shit be fake as hell 

All the hoes love him all the niggas tryna be him

Maureen is there something I should know
Maureen is there something I should know
Tears from your yellow eyes
Are by far the worst disguise I've ever

rocks in glass houses
Making me feel more than just empty
Deliver my shit by drone
My car can drive me home
Too many lines crossed and glass doesn't bleed

in bars, hardly in penitentiary
Giving niggas life by overload via sensory
Making niggas wife the hoes and go for the Kimberly's
Yellow over the pink

bread and use to breaking rules
Big up that nigga flock they put my neighbors on the news
They let my bro out
I'm bout to show out
Bet the whole house

Got a yellow bitch who pussy pink just like them houses 
That word to cypress hill I keep her wet like a fountain 
cint no peace out in the East I be

Who’s house?
It’s electrical banana
Cat and mouse outside with the sledge hammers
I got 3 phones and sweet home Alabama’s 
In Atlanta 
Southern twang

Yellow when I'm in the function
But that white gold for repatriation 
Cop the black gold, but I had to  add a couple links just to keep it hanging
We might

Real talk

Niggas they talked down and we no longer mans

Fell off, we cannot get by, brodie closed the bridge

I swear I’d be lying if I ain’t want

A man  hurries across the street, and imagine he's bumped into by a car. His body is flying, flip-flopping over my head, mouth and eyes wide open with

a plug by lsu but we both come frm town
Roll a wood see what’s it like na I’m da spot breakin down
Like I keep my house dirty all you see is roaches aroun

out here 
Yea 
Aint nothing else that we should be discussing
Yahhhhhh
Put in that work is a habit
Making it rain with some cabbage
Got a yellow bone

You know that feeling when you're invited to some place for some occasion
And you're by yourself
And when you arrive and step in and take a look

clicking heels
Doors shutter closed, put the house up on tornados
I walk on yellow roads and write on emerald tables
The glow had it's way to go to catch up

I can't look in his eyes
Distracted by the specks
I know they're both from her
Those hickeys on his neck
Send me spiraling out of control
Send me

the advance but I'm paid
I don't even gotta touch it
If I'm staying quiet then you know I'm up to something
Yellow tail on the black card cause I'm buzzing

a red flag
That's a red flag, baby yeah

No yellow tape I ain't coming with a warning
Grew up by then gators in the bayou no Jordan's
Throw it in the pot