"water colour my tears" lyrics
Black Kray Lyrics
Ok, let's just keep using the same old dirty brush
I'll go right into a uh, little bit of Van Dyke brown, little bit of umber
We'll just mix it on the brush, just like so, [?]
Alright, let's go up to the canvas and let's put in some happy little tree shapes
I'm just, I'm Just looking for some basic shapes here, not a lot of detail
All we're doing just sort of touching the canvas and, there
Smoking on blunts
Smoking on, smoking on, smoking on blunts (Striking the canvas)
Artsy her cunt, woadie wassup? (Wassup?)
Smoking on, smoking on, smoking on blunts
Smoking on blunt, smoking on blunts
Artsy her cunt, woadie wassup? (Wassup?)
Sparking up blunts, artsy her cunt
Ash on her tongue, she taking the bumps
Pills in my socks, niggas gon' jock 'cause I'm twerking like Bob
Spillin' the blood 'cause I'm thrashin' with knife
Thrashing with niggas who artsy and thugging
Gold teeth look lovely, these niggas mean mugging
Gold teeth look lovely, these niggas mean mugging
Adderalls on her french toast, uh
Steezed out, pink choppas bro, uh
Asian goth that sip gold, that sip gold
Slugged out diamonds in my nose, diamonds in my nose
Midnight, still mobbing out
Art goons with cotton mouth
Dollar bills and old blunts
Paintings make my bitch cum
I'm cellular like Based God
Smoking blunts on Basednam
Arizonas, I'on sip 40s
That dolphin mink, nigga, hold 40
My Vans purp like that nigga Barney
Smoke purp with that nigga Barney
No Teletubbies, tiny pants thuggin'
Dinero, green cheese, adiós
Rich bitch in the Audi bro
Might dream forever, not waking up
When the game is creeps, nigga, sus as fuck
Tatted up, diamonds on my dick
2 switchblades, we smoking haze
Pretty nigga like Whitney Houston
With a mermaid, bitch you ain't swimming
2 blunts in my left hand
Nikon in my right hand
Pussy popping like handstands
Smoking on that heaven
Left wrist might touch ya bitch
Right wrist still painting shit
Water colors my tear drops
Smoking on that cash crop
Don't, don't try to copy exactly what I'm doing
Let your imagination go, we don't use any patterns, do any tracing
Just, just let it go, let it happen
That's what makes it fun, is when you learn to create on canvas
That's when it's fun
I'll go right into a uh, little bit of Van Dyke brown, little bit of umber
We'll just mix it on the brush, just like so, [?]
Alright, let's go up to the canvas and let's put in some happy little tree shapes
I'm just, I'm Just looking for some basic shapes here, not a lot of detail
All we're doing just sort of touching the canvas and, there
Smoking on blunts
Smoking on, smoking on, smoking on blunts (Striking the canvas)
Artsy her cunt, woadie wassup? (Wassup?)
Smoking on, smoking on, smoking on blunts
Smoking on blunt, smoking on blunts
Artsy her cunt, woadie wassup? (Wassup?)
Sparking up blunts, artsy her cunt
Ash on her tongue, she taking the bumps
Pills in my socks, niggas gon' jock 'cause I'm twerking like Bob
Spillin' the blood 'cause I'm thrashin' with knife
Thrashing with niggas who artsy and thugging
Gold teeth look lovely, these niggas mean mugging
Gold teeth look lovely, these niggas mean mugging
Adderalls on her french toast, uh
Steezed out, pink choppas bro, uh
Asian goth that sip gold, that sip gold
Slugged out diamonds in my nose, diamonds in my nose
Midnight, still mobbing out
Art goons with cotton mouth
Dollar bills and old blunts
Paintings make my bitch cum
I'm cellular like Based God
Smoking blunts on Basednam
Arizonas, I'on sip 40s
That dolphin mink, nigga, hold 40
My Vans purp like that nigga Barney
Smoke purp with that nigga Barney
No Teletubbies, tiny pants thuggin'
Dinero, green cheese, adiós
Rich bitch in the Audi bro
Might dream forever, not waking up
When the game is creeps, nigga, sus as fuck
Tatted up, diamonds on my dick
2 switchblades, we smoking haze
Pretty nigga like Whitney Houston
With a mermaid, bitch you ain't swimming
2 blunts in my left hand
Nikon in my right hand
Pussy popping like handstands
Smoking on that heaven
Left wrist might touch ya bitch
Right wrist still painting shit
Water colors my tear drops
Smoking on that cash crop
Don't, don't try to copy exactly what I'm doing
Let your imagination go, we don't use any patterns, do any tracing
Just, just let it go, let it happen
That's what makes it fun, is when you learn to create on canvas
That's when it's fun
