Yellow Lyrics by DC THE DON
(Feat. Sajkeena & midwxst)
Call me when you’re drunk, pick the phone up
Ain’t gotta say much, we can small talk
At least say, hello
In the backseat of your friend’s car
Cherry Honda, we smoked it out
The back seats turned yellow
Out the stratosphere
We in Wayne’s World smoking stardust
I got two cups pouring up mellow
Somewhere downtown, we got 45 minutes till we home
If the traffic gone, I’m a stomp pedal
Still shooting up the ranks with 3, 2 and 1
She keep me out the way
Usually I’m through and done
Took the air right out the room
I need a extra lung
No wonder why when I’m with you
I feel forever young
And I can’t get over those brown eyes
And I can’t get over those brown eyes
The nostalgia of it take a hold of me
Blood spilled on the runway when we both collide
Build me from the wreck and I’ll be yours in silence
Strictly for my ego don’t get too excited
Threw a pity party and no one’s invited
Call me when you’re drunk, pick the phone up
Ain’t gotta say much, we can small talk
At least say, hello
In the backseat of your friend’s car
Cherry Honda, we smoked it out
The back seats turned yellow
Out the stratosphere
We in Wayne’s World smoking stardust
I got two cups pouring up mellow
Somewhere downtown, we got 45 minutes till we home
If the traffic gone, I’m a stomp pedal
You got a heart made of gold and broken words
Makes sense why your aura looks yellow
Say I ain’t care about the situation
I ain’t saying nothin’
But I’m hurting while you’re sitting there mellow
Say you care, but you don’t care enough
I got a bag full of weed, but I won’t share my blunt
I got a heart full of pain like I won’t even front
Saying I should move on from you ’cause I’ve been stuck for months
Call me when you’re drunk, pick the phone up
Ain’t gotta say much, we can small talk
At least say, hello
In the backseat of your friend’s car
Cherry Honda, we smoked it out
The back seats turned yellow
Out the stratosphere
We in Wayne’s World smoking stardust
I got two cups pouring up mellow
Somewhere downtown, we got 45 minutes till we home
If the traffic gone, I’m a stomp pedal
When I turned 23 my wish was that I knew you longer
My songs are how I feel, so I’m so sorry if I’m somber
I can’t do anything without you like Cosmo and Wanda
My heart was hurting bad, but you came in and made me stronger
Handcuffed to my hands
No, I can’t let you go
I don’t want this dance to end because I held you close
Had a lock ’round my heart, but you done found the code
Don’t ask how I’m feeling
‘Cause you already know
Call me when you’re drunk, pick the phone up
Ain’t gotta say much, we can small talk
At least say, hello
In the backseat of your friend’s car
Cherry Honda, we smoked it out
The back seats turned yellow
Out the stratosphere
We in Wayne’s World smoking stardust
I got two cups pouring up mellow
Somewhere downtown, we got 45 minutes till we home
If the traffic gone, I’m a stomp pedal
