Colby's Gone (feat. Payton Garcia, Justin Lewis & Skylar Nihipali)

Yuh You know who it is Obamanator on the beat Let's go Ayy Little Uzi said all his friends are dead Now Colby's gone too I miss his melon shaped head Colby got cake but he's still a shortbread Make me wanna smack that booty till it turn bright red Till it turn bright red Crying in my bed Wishing he was here Please take me instead Colby he left us he's six feet below now Life without Colby how am I supposed live now The news that you were leaving hit me like a snow plow Juliet to my Romeo Colby where art thou The love that we had was straight out of a play I really like Colby Maybe I'm gay Hold up why is this all about Colby Ayy First name Payton my last name Garcia I'm half Mexican I put sugar on my tortilla I get all of my furniture from Ikea And in ELA I learned about an onomatopoeia My Mom drives a car it's a silver Kia Boy I come in first just like Sofia Got that dough like a pizzeria And I put you to sleep need some anesthesia Flow is even hotter than Black Widow in Civil War If your face was a movie the genre would be horror I be beating you down put you on the ground floor Got that swag like album but your built like Theodore Man I walk in the club and they got all my songs on I got that gas like I came from Roxxon I don't like your attitude Like your Ron Swanson Got boys like apostles call me Thomas S Monson Walking round this town is making me feel small Everyone downloaded directly installed Living in Dayton is not the best dream But its not as bad as I thought it would seem I wake up in the morning and I go to wrestling practice I trip on a twig and I fall on a cactus I go to school and I get to work If I had Cafe Rio I'd go berserk You know I get women almost every single day I'm totally definitely not even very gay I got a woman on my left A woman on my right If you try and take one I'll put up a fight I walk in the club and the music stops playing I walk on stage and the champagne starts spraying They hand me a mic and they tell me to rap I start freestyling and it sounds like total crap I get embarrassed and I put the mic down I book a plane to just get out around I end up in a tiny town that is called Paris I get asked a question by a man named Harris He asked me a question who was in this town And that's how I ended up in the ground