Candy Paint
Uh oh
Uh oh
(Bring it Home Piff)
Uh oh
Uh oh
Car dripping candy- Car, car dripping Candy Paint
Car dripping candy- Car, car dripping Candy Paint
Car dripping candy- Car, car dripping Candy Paint
Car dripping candy- Car, car dripping Candy Paint
Trill OG Influenced
Let's make this translucent
While you stuck bitch, I'm moving
Don't give 2 fucks, cuz I'm grooving
Chuck the deuce up when I'm cruising
Got love in Bronx queens... shout out Brooklyn
And big shout out to Houston
But Harlem is the H town
I'm coming down
I'm coming down dripping candy on the ground
Eyes is low. gettin lit for sure what you talkin bout
Hit the dro, hit the liquor then we smoke a ounce
Everybody just like "wow"
Cream on the inside
Lean on the bitch like it
Seem like it upside down
I'm bout to poke my head
Like a fetus that might crown
We in this bitch right now
Riding slow
Vibing though
Wait where is my loud? (Hold up)
Pussy ass nigga so courteous
Hating ass nigga get burned with em
Bitch nigga since February 30th
I Roll that blunt wit super fly
And inhale just like Kirby did
Show time like James worthy is
That Yellow woodgrain the purrtiest
That joint there tippin and swerving is my car. Car, car
Car dripping candy- Car, car dripping Candy Paint
Car dripping candy- Car, car dripping Candy Paint
Car dripping candy- Car, car dripping Candy Paint
Car dripping candy- Car, car dripping Candy Paint
Car dripping candy- Car, car dripping Candy Paint
Car dripping candy- Car, car dripping Candy Paint
Car dripping candy- Car, car dripping Candy Paint
Car dripping candy- Car, car dripping Candy Paint
Straight flossin on you nigs
Slab with the droptop ballin in the mix
From Harlem to the fifth
My car ain't got no tint
I let ya know who it is
The ballas call me piff
Girls call me what they wish
OOOO and I ain't finish
Please Respect my panache
It ain't no time for hating bout that money man go get that
Stunt & crack a 40 oz and show dem I'm the Trillest
I pour one for the homies just to make sure that they feel that
This that crinnack this that crinnack
Sound like I be stirring Mac & cheese when Im up in that
If you cannot matchup with my steez then mind ya business
Cause I could just walk in up in yo crib and take yo woman
These nigga is under me sleeping like bottom bunks
Name piff so ain't no other reason to not be blunt
Ain't shit, everything that I'm doing can not be done
I put that bullshit behind me just like the drunk of my car dripping candy car, car dripping candy paint
Car dripping candy- Car, car dripping Candy Paint
Car dripping candy- Car, car dripping Candy Paint
Car dripping candy- Car, car dripping Candy Paint
Car dripping candy- Car, car dripping Candy Paint
Car dripping candy- Car, car dripping Candy Paint
Car dripping candy- Car, car dripping Candy Paint
Car dripping candy- Car, car dripping Candy Paint
Car dripping candy- Car, car dripping Candy Paint
Okay, I been getting so high
I️ sit in my ride
I️'m living my life
I ain't giving a fuck. They must hate us because they stuck
They hate, they fuss cuz they
Ain't up they bucks
But wait, I been getting so high
I'm missing my life
It passing me by
Man I'm trippin
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up
Uh oh
(Bring it Home Piff)
Uh oh
Uh oh
Car dripping candy- Car, car dripping Candy Paint
Car dripping candy- Car, car dripping Candy Paint
Car dripping candy- Car, car dripping Candy Paint
Car dripping candy- Car, car dripping Candy Paint
Trill OG Influenced
Let's make this translucent
While you stuck bitch, I'm moving
Don't give 2 fucks, cuz I'm grooving
Chuck the deuce up when I'm cruising
Got love in Bronx queens... shout out Brooklyn
And big shout out to Houston
But Harlem is the H town
I'm coming down
I'm coming down dripping candy on the ground
Eyes is low. gettin lit for sure what you talkin bout
Hit the dro, hit the liquor then we smoke a ounce
Everybody just like "wow"
Cream on the inside
Lean on the bitch like it
Seem like it upside down
I'm bout to poke my head
Like a fetus that might crown
We in this bitch right now
Riding slow
Vibing though
Wait where is my loud? (Hold up)
Pussy ass nigga so courteous
Hating ass nigga get burned with em
Bitch nigga since February 30th
I Roll that blunt wit super fly
And inhale just like Kirby did
Show time like James worthy is
That Yellow woodgrain the purrtiest
That joint there tippin and swerving is my car. Car, car
Car dripping candy- Car, car dripping Candy Paint
Car dripping candy- Car, car dripping Candy Paint
Car dripping candy- Car, car dripping Candy Paint
Car dripping candy- Car, car dripping Candy Paint
Car dripping candy- Car, car dripping Candy Paint
Car dripping candy- Car, car dripping Candy Paint
Car dripping candy- Car, car dripping Candy Paint
Car dripping candy- Car, car dripping Candy Paint
Straight flossin on you nigs
Slab with the droptop ballin in the mix
From Harlem to the fifth
My car ain't got no tint
I let ya know who it is
The ballas call me piff
Girls call me what they wish
OOOO and I ain't finish
Please Respect my panache
It ain't no time for hating bout that money man go get that
Stunt & crack a 40 oz and show dem I'm the Trillest
I pour one for the homies just to make sure that they feel that
This that crinnack this that crinnack
Sound like I be stirring Mac & cheese when Im up in that
If you cannot matchup with my steez then mind ya business
Cause I could just walk in up in yo crib and take yo woman
These nigga is under me sleeping like bottom bunks
Name piff so ain't no other reason to not be blunt
Ain't shit, everything that I'm doing can not be done
I put that bullshit behind me just like the drunk of my car dripping candy car, car dripping candy paint
Car dripping candy- Car, car dripping Candy Paint
Car dripping candy- Car, car dripping Candy Paint
Car dripping candy- Car, car dripping Candy Paint
Car dripping candy- Car, car dripping Candy Paint
Car dripping candy- Car, car dripping Candy Paint
Car dripping candy- Car, car dripping Candy Paint
Car dripping candy- Car, car dripping Candy Paint
Car dripping candy- Car, car dripping Candy Paint
Okay, I been getting so high
I️ sit in my ride
I️'m living my life
I ain't giving a fuck. They must hate us because they stuck
They hate, they fuss cuz they
Ain't up they bucks
But wait, I been getting so high
I'm missing my life
It passing me by
Man I'm trippin
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up
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Writer(s): Shaquille Edwards
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