INVICTi - Pretty Lights lyrics

[Produced by Harlow] [Intro] INVICTi [Verse 1] Bout to be a poltergeist I don't even know what's going on All I know I got my coke and purple sprite Flip another damn bottle, bout' to by another model I don't even care what's happening tonight Basically I stay high, bout' to go across the sky Care what they saying? No compromise Can I buy the prize? Can I stop my time? Can I go and ask questions that are out of line? Never mind I'll ask the reverend Friendships end but not in heaven I just need to make it out, give me a hundred seconds Bet I could convince y'all, I'm next to deck the halls Next to host the - deck the halls Next to host the festival Told y'all, I'm about to make it Stare at yo TV, I'm getting Miley naked I'm next to be forsaken, I'm bout to cook my bacon And when I'm on that Drake song You'll all be singing Bright colours, pretty lights Next to make it, Weezy back in Baby's time I'm Trinidad fore' he dropped off the label I am Bobby f**ing Shmurda fore' he jumped off the table I am B.I.G. before the fame I'm Em before the name I'm f**ing ODB before he gone and went insane Bright colours, pretty lights Staring all around I'm trying to make a night [Hook] Bright colours, pretty lights Out here tryna get my money right Bright colours, pretty lights Already know where I'm a be in life Bright colours, pretty lights Staring all around I'm trying to make a night Bright colours, pretty lights Bright colours, pretty lights [Verse 2] Stay trippy, that's word to Juicy J I hit the Lucy, staying high every single day I'm bout' to catch a sway, every which way Aiming missiles, I ain't caring if they go astray I tell em' what to say, tell em' I made it babe And if they tryna f** me, I tell em' where to lay I tell em' where to stay, I tell em' where to go And if they asking bout' me, say INVICTi ho Cause' it's all about the colours and the lights though Keep me spinnin', keep me grinnin' Be ya maestro Get it right hoe, shout out to Mustard Oh and Ketchup too, his undercover brother I'm bout' to fight another, I'll go and catch a body Jumping on a tracksuit, I'm Cuma Laude Go on and get it Scotty, pick up them jiggawatz All i've done my whole life, is listen Jigga talk A lot of Pac' too, a lot of new sh** But I was about to make it and I knew it Synched in, Canada talkin' I'm on my sixth drink, I'll take a fifth of vodka I'm on my Waka Flocka, four five to wyle out And if you talkin' bout' money that's what I'm about So give me six, let's get it cracking I'm about to pop the captain, I'm a be the next matyr It's about to happen I'm a die for my city, die for the gold f** everybody, call it now I die old Call it all day, let me rep my city Ottawa we on a map, now buy me a Bentley Now come and pay my rent, see Come on return your empties And when I'm on a Jay song, come on and tempt me Bright colours, pretty lights I know everything is gonna be alright [Hook] Bright colours, pretty lights Out here tryna get my money right Bright colours, pretty lights Already know where I'm a be in life Bright colours, pretty lights Staring all around I'm tryna make a night Bright colours, pretty lights Bright colours, pretty lights