Krylon

[Verse 1] Dark grey at the bottom of the wall Light brown in the background Twenty stories tall Blue and orange for the welcoming Letters on the draw Need another can of brown And a yellow for the star Use that for the awning Save some for the morning Put it above the buildings But shade it to show the dawning White tee corners with blue and whites upon 'em Brown paper stash in grey sewers support 'em Purple tops is down Purple pouches are crown Black leather Bibles, gold robes and gowns Green and white dice games Charcoal calibers Silver hops out and burgundy the parameter Running through burgundy cans I can't keep one Try painting that high up But I can't see none Red and black J-O's Hands on the payroll Stephen Strasburg your curve Let a base load Navy blue rent-a-car Trunk pop, lift it off Black duffle bag White K's, clear signatures Huh, marathons when the signals drawn Green Newport boxes could make a finger tug No innocence turns to more innocence Paint it yay high And see if it grows into it Still trying to find the colors of how the growth looks Black and white marble color notebooks [Hook] My graffiti- Something like FADE, something like DAZE Something like IZ, something like SLAY Something like SEEN, something like Quiñones Colors everywhere when I throw this See that? Krylon heavy, I'm heavy on them cans Krylon heavy, I'm heavy on them cans I be Krylon heavy, I'm heavy on them cans Krylon heavy, I'm heavy on them cans [Verse 2] Eggshell for the door that she led him to Gold for the bracelet he wore that helped get him through Green eyes got her using every trick she ever knew Locked on whatever, like whatever he should ever do Shit is all worth it, driven off a purpose Dark blue for the Dereons that she curved in Purple sidekick, fly bitch on her home screen Tanned Gucci bag off of everything a blow be Fifty for the wop, a hundred for the walls Saying fifty's a lot, but her tongue is like an applause And money right from the door knew what it was gon be She hit him with what it'd cost He hit her with all he need Black for the Mag box, tickling her stash spot Grinning off the image, said the pussy like a padlock Beige for the unroll Shorty told him pump slow and she could take it from there Sweet dreams, drumroll Duke said "nah," and started spazzing in her hips Hands on her throat, went savage off the rip Red for the way the room looked when her eyes closed Screaming that rape shit from behind a blindfold See no evil and hear no evil Can't walk unless your sure of where the stairs gon lead you Looking for a color that could help those jogs Like a green and white metrocard [Hook]