Yellow Bridges Songtext
von Chevy Woods

Navy blue peacoat serving out the ski slope
Just got the call lil mama she want the deepthroat
Green lighting on the head you know how we go
Black El Camino gotta get my G′s cheetos
This line presidential
I'm somewhere residential
I like to roll the trees
It help me with my mental
I wake up and say my prayers to the man upstairs
My check got cleared my team too real
And you the mission boss up everyday
They started hating game six had to fade away
I touch a lot but I need more cause it ain′t enough
If you gon' ride shotgun you gotta roll it up
This ain't no movie script we keep the doobies lit
Be smart about it can′t be around me on no stupid shit
You know we hardly miss
McQueen we always sip
You know it′s lights on all them glocks so all of y'all get hit
Stay smooth when I be mackin


I′m used to pay-phone trappin'
She at the bar she with her nigga number on the napkin
She grown she over 30
She want a baller worthy
So what she do that shit do not concern me
And you the mission boss up everyday
They started hating game six had to fade away
I touch a lot but I need more cause it ain′t enough
If you gon' ride shotgun you gotta roll it up
You know I keep it real since $20 beat for bills
Roll a little reefer chill with decent deal
That′s in plain sight
My kick game Liu Kang-like
Game six nigga Flu Game Mike
The product of 90s Harlem street life
Grimey Harlem b-flight
Catch you at the keep like on the bridge street fights
I.e. at the fly shit and I'm top three
Face card good without ID
And you the mission boss up everyday
They started hating game six had to fade away
I touch a lot but I need more cause it ain't enough
If you gon′ ride shotgun you gotta roll it up