Yellowz - Tinch lyrics

Word on the Road is im Styling Im only arriving I told 'em i was coming i was only reminding I knew that it would happen it was all in my timing *hmhmm* Word on the road is im styling Haha nah See word from my mouth still grinding We only moving with the climate everybody black on black But noone looking out for trident Still im pale in the winter and im gold in the summer Love her nil skid, black leggings and some hunters Found an accountant and i ain't good with all the numbers The hoodies with dead sleeves them n***as feeling jumpers But they can't still play in my park and thats a hundred Wandering around the club really works wonders Things in the pipes is just too much for the plumbers Could walk all over them n***as but id rather just run 'em Still coming like they forgot but they need to remem-ber All my own sh** but they talk like im ment-al Everybody bout this life they all about benders The first yellow pages dropped before they had a vid to render Told TL Id have it wrapped by Mid december Fit chick said she want a sweet boy, tell her stick with splender Gmail while i hit the send a- Business it is,really i ain't here to friend ya , Belee Dat Yellow man ah me dat, give it back i dont need dat Tell her below only breathe back, Deep that They getting dropped and they try creep back Making water music and then they let 'em leak that Yellows UK tell 'em send me feedback Im rolling with stick mans a detail i dont even need that Ill leave that, i mean that, lets strip the beat back Ha Composer, now i couldn't give a rucks if hes older Diss youngers way colder Take his girls number, probably never phone her Say she part time money get a part time stoner, cool Busting through the door to get my feet in Worsens my actions if shes ever out cheating, MAD MAN Boasting about the slaying spliff with seeds in No gas still has heating, bring the beat in Like i need this, step up in the dark stay schemin' n***as always angry, f** Feelings Single soldier, only miss i got be misleaded a side chick Catch a main chick feelings The team strong what your team on And none of my dogs cat when the weed gone Keep two girls for the threesome One follow like a sheep the other be my best chick Get 'em both together mixed meat in Real real still take back a old mush that i still feel Real recognise real when i keep it real still Bright yellow when i k** bills Big food with the meal deals And n***as call threats like i still feel Lose emotions when i feel deals up in shops Spending bags for bags of feel tills Dead rappers want to verse me Im thrilled still Say they got a handful of hits and they raving n***as let priority slip for a rating Everybody take shots i only find the casings b**hes look basic i mean straight off the slave ship Your chick burn rice past saving Mine just italian f** latino cook jamaican Inspiration go along with elevation When sh** dont change there ain't no room for inspiration I keep going, im a stay weeding I meeting girls now a days shock time breathing Still stay up in my lane only getting what im needing If you ain't no chick then tell 'em yellow coming and i mean it New and redeem it, the kid grew with the scene Slight speech impediment but stay fluent with p's, uh Do this with ease, them n***as blue with the breeze And loyal E's never been an issue moving with me, nah **** I GOT THESE LYRICS BY LISTENING TO THE SONG WORD BY WORD SLO-MO SO SORRY IF THEY ARE WRONG :) **** You can find the song here: Https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QfCly_eNMsQ Submitted by: Http://www.youtube.com/BradGoesGaming