Candy Paint (feat. Shoreline Mafia) E

Hey, hey, hey, Hey. Nigga, hey, say, can y'all hear me though? Hey, hey, hey, Diego. If he could, then he would, but he can't, So he ain't. Yeah, it's candy in my cup, In my whip, candy paint. I'm the candy man, niggas got blocks of candy Cane. I ain't never seen my opps when my Steppers start to bang. Went fresh out, walk around With a shank, and I got two Glocks, fuck Around, get spanked. They don't really want smoke, Bitch, niggas want fame, your bitch want me 'cause You niggas so lame. It's a switch on his Glock, but I never switch gangs. It's a O on my face and I'm lope To the brain. For the two on my wrist, Ninety-three propane. I was born in ninety-three, product of the dope Game. And my product so good, it reflect on My name. And my basics look so good 'cause It reflect on my gang. Three hundred dollar steak, but I came from Section 8. Turn around, look around, you can tell doing Great. All I do get paid, fuck hoes, Move weight. Every day a new city, every week A new state. Good pills, good coke on a Nigga resume. Pull the chopper out then let it Sing like Ella Mai. If he could, then he Would, but he can't, so he ain't. Yeah, it's candy in my cup, in my whip, Candy paint. I'm the candy man, niggas got blocks Of candy cane. I ain't never seen my opps When my steppers start to bang. Went fresh out, walk around with a shank, and I got two Glocks, fuck around, get spanked. They don't really want smoke, bitch, niggas want Fame, and bitch want me 'cause you niggas so Aye, Fucking handgun is Mr. Walkem with a Drac. Niggas out to get me, So I keep it on my waist. Duck behind the tint, I made some shit from Outer space. Hey, Jeezy, hit that message, tell her Ass I need a creep. If you don't got A skit, then I don't wanna hear you speak. Just know that nigga lying, say he did some Shit to me. My phones up in the loft, It's Operation: Catch a Beat. If you don't fuck your man then park the Whip and get on feet. The shit you niggas Do, bitch, I done did it in a month. Don't ask me what I'm smoking, bitch, it's Richie In my blunt. You only bang your hood up In the pictures, nigga's bunk. Don't pull up late at night 'cause niggas dying For them stunts. Got it off the muscle, can't Nobody tell me no. These niggas don't be really Fighting demons, they just broke. Can't sit with empty pockets, I'ma go and kick A door. Don't you walk up with aggression in Your eyes 'cause I'ma blow. If he could, then He would, but he can't, so he ain't. Yeah, it's candy In my in cup, my in Cup, my in whip, my whip, Kenny candy paint Paint. I'm the candy I'm the candy man, niggas Man, niggas got blocks got blocks of Kenny of Candy Kane cane. I ain't I never ain't seen Never my seen my-opps when my stepping start To bang Twin fresh out, walk around with a Shank And I got two Glocks, fuck around and Get spanked You don't really want smoke, bitch Niggas want fame and your bitch want me 'cause You niggas so lame How the fuck you say You smoke if you ain't smoked a nigga? I guess you joking, nigga Where your pipe, where Your pole at? Playing crazy with no weapon on You, huh I guess you stupid, nigga On my Mama, you get towed back Baby Drac' in a Tote bag Pull it out and watch them niggas Go fast How we movin', I drop curry on 'em And I'ma take it to the rim every time, It's like I'm Shaq Spin it, lock it, double Back again, nigga I been score up on them Bitches, make sure everybody wack, nigga That nigga, He a top hat, we got that Confirm kills, We on a mission, fuck you mean, do we Pop back? 'Cause we shoot first, it's not an Option If you pecking in the circles, mandated you Do dirt How you telling me to slide when You ain't slid yet? That's hilarious, claim he in The field That's some shit that he ain't did Yet We on a mission,.80K up on my Neck Still the first one hopping out, leave a Nigga stretched He said, "Man down, man down, man Down" But he thought the shoot was sweet, now He leaking on the ground, nigga He could and He would, but he can't, so who hate? Yeah, it's Kenny in my cup, in my whip, Kenny paint I'm the candy man, niggas got blocks Of Kenny Kane I ain't never seen my opps When my stepping start to bang Twin fresh out, Walk around with a shank And I got two Glocks, fuck around and get spanked You don't really Want smoke, bitch Niggas want fame and your bitch Want me 'cause you niggas so lame