PLB Gambino - True Colors Lyrics

556s, you can't duck em, so I tuck em I up it off my hip and shoot this hoe CJ McCullum
I had one bitch break my heart so therefore P.L.B. can't love them
If he think he seein' me, I tell that nigga I said "F*ck him"(F*ck Ya Bitch)
Loose lips, sink ships, my bitch got some big ol' hips
Naked in my kitchen, yo hoe cookin' me Rotel dip
Bitch say I'm actin' different, think about it, I did flip the script
Swingin' off my partna, that's the type of shit that get you kilt
That type shit get you Peter rolled, never will I trust a hoe
These bitches easy with Izzy, I'm pickin' Innie Minnie Moe
You wanna know who for you? Nigga, wait until your money grow
Just start poppin' your shit, nigga, they gonna let they colors show
True colors shone, this bitch got her back blown out
Tryna have that money every day, get momma flown out
High as f*ck, my bitch yellin', didn't hear zoned out
Nigga, be yourself, actin' like, bro, man, you cloned out
Damn, boy, you geekin', exotic got my crib reakin
Hit a lil' hoe in the mornin', got another in the evenin
Built this shit from the ground up, I was born out the cement
Westside, baby, Ida made all my niggas be some heathens
Keep a stick like Barry Bonds, if I swing, I might start leanin
PLB and OCP, bout the hardest thang, speakin
Lil' hoe from Delaware, I f*cked a good and left her leakin
These boys be actin' tough, that shit a bluff and I can peep it
Bitch to stop with all that tweakin', folks can start to tell you geekin
Problem with lame today, that shit'll be solved just by the evenin
Hit him with the pump, he ain't rejuvenatin', he steady wheezing
Keep em on they toes, if they rock block steppers, they probably creepin
Keep a lot of shells, but I don't promote no violence, I play defense
Better go and pray to Jesus, demons out and they be seeking
Concrete man, I make tombstones, nigga, just give me a reason
Fake shit change just like the seasons, get cash Monday through the weekend
Young JHAVOCC I'm sharp as Denzel when he gettin' an Oscar, baby
I can do wings and fries, but you ain't gettin' no lobster, baby
I f*ck with your lil' attitude, but can you fix your posture, baby
Dope potent like the 80s, I'm in the gym like I got a weigh in
I don't want this hoe to be my baby mama, but I gotta stay in the shoes
Shooters competing for that top spot, this shit some like the play ins
Said I'm gon' blow, just keep waitin', I'm really low on patience
Come get dick, lil' hoe no datin', stolo hot, that bitch got no Daytons