Candyman

Look, If it's money on the beat, then I'm going in!

If it's money on the beat, then I'm going in
I'm tryna knock this bitch down, like a bowling pin
This right here dat bomb, yeah I'm smoking TNT
These broke niggas still depending on that EDD
Might as well get off yo ass and hit a BNE
Mind of a Menace, got my pockets on GMC
My girl tripping, acting like I can't find a bitch
I don't think my side bitch know she's my side bitch
Sweet tooth, I need juice and alotta cookie
Shit, I'm either in a play or in some pussy

If I was smoking what you niggas smoke, I'll throw it out
...u ain't sipping real lean, nigga need to pour it out
Heard you busted a nut in a rat, that's how you going out?
Stayed home, made a couple bands, I ain't going out
On the road, with my eyes closed, yeah I know the route
We both getting money, but I got a bigger amount
These niggas get mad at me and try to chase clout
I can't give you the sauce, you gotta figure it out
Ex bitch in my DM, I can't hear her out
Pull up, Slide the down an Opp block, we gon clear it out
I ain't gotta act tough, It's in my DNA
Doing missions all around the map like GTA
Oh that lil pistol jammed, you need to get Kay
She ain't tryna come thru? Hit her witta 'K'

I pop up like Candyman when you say beef
Big bullets (will) fuck these niggas up like Tay Keith
Wake a nigga up wit the K, and put em back to sleep
...now that boy laying 6 feet
I just smoked me a whole blunt, I'm going back to sleep
I just counted up all this damn money, I can't go back to cheap
I spend my time getting money, I can't press these hoes
All they do is watch me like a new episode
I got my hands on everything like a Klepto
Pull up, watch this gun start bus'n like the Metro
No iPhone, still juugin off the Metro
Woke up with 10, now I gotta Dubb like Desto
New and old money, call it right now and retro
Drum on the chop, gun Boomin' like Metro
I do this shit with no effort, just let it flow
I'm tryna donate my old bitch to Petco
(Haha) Yeeeaaa, what up doggy bone
Catching plays? Meet me in person... I don't talk on phones
This bitch wit me down to blow, I ain't talking dome
She'll send a nigga up, I ain't talking drones
I'll drop two 16s, I ain't talking songs
How you got lil kid money, tryna talk grown
Nigga say he gon do what?...oh he talking bold
I be spitting hot shit on beats and talking cold
My youngs know the lingo, yeah we talk in code
We can not have a conversation, if you ain't talking dough
Back to back turnarounds, like I need some mo'
All this sauce and cheese on me, like I'm pizza dough!



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Writer(s): Corey Dennis
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