Candypaint
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Candy, candy, candy
Flashing fire, woah
I'll bring all these bottles out fasho (Yeah, yeah)
Bring a bad bitch she clumsy drop it low
Rock it out, rock it out, rock it out
Yeah, set it off
Spinning in this bitch ridin' round don't stop
Yeah the time falling off the clock, slowing down finna drop (Yeah)
Throw some candy rocks inside the wock
I'd never cheat my cup
Crashing out, yeah, yeah
Brought the candy bag oh my god I'm so hypnotic (Fuck)
Call up ICE my 'lil bitch she so exotic (Yeah)
Bitch I ride a 'lil too evil so demonic (Go)
Yeah woah, I'll bring all these bottles out fasho (Yeah, yeah)
Bring a bad bitch she clumsy drop it low
Rock it out, rock it out, rock it out (Rock it out, rock it out)
Yeah copped some wings, I got the finest things
Finna rock it out, rock it out stars fall off my jeans
Pull them rockies out off my neck these hoes gotta be seen (Wow)
Throw a candy rock in your wock see you in your dreams
Hold a dirty cup uh, ain't no Mr. Clean (Ah)
K got dirtied up uh, now these niggas know what I mean
I make this choppa pop uh, stick know how to sing
These hoes be sounding awful, why I make your lil bitch scream (Wow)
Candy paint dip that hoe in candy paint, yeah (Rock it out, rock it out, rock it out)
Exotic dank uh, blow exotic dank uh, yeah (Rock it out, rock it out, rock it out)
Yeah, yeah woah (Rock it out)
Woah, I'll bring all these bottles out fasho (Fasho)
Bring a bad bitch she clumsy drop it low (Yeah, yeah)
Rock it out, rock it out, rock it out (Rock it out, rock it out)
Guap going long, bag just hit my phone
Move a million up, my money never fold (Move a million up)
Hoe be treating me like a god oh she praying for this dough
Oh yeah, I keep moving by myself but ain't alone (Shinigami)
I got Raf Simons on my toes (Raf, Raf)
She put on Moncler when it's not cold (Moncler)
Stacking up the bands hoe I got it off the floor
Finna commit suicide open up the door
Ain't come here to play with y'all, niggas be unknown
Can't even rock my shit ain't do it right boy you is a clone
Wow, boy you is a clone
Candy, candy, candy, candy paint yeah, candy paint yeah
Ah yeah, yeah
I'll bring all these bottles out fasho (Yeah, yeah)
Bring a bad bitch she clumsy drop it low (Yeah, yeah)
Rock it out, rock it out, rock it out (Rock it out, rock it out)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Candy, candy, candy
Flashing fire, woah
I'll bring all these bottles out fasho (Yeah, yeah)
Bring a bad bitch she clumsy drop it low
Rock it out, rock it out, rock it out
Yeah, set it off
Spinning in this bitch ridin' round don't stop
Yeah the time falling off the clock, slowing down finna drop (Yeah)
Throw some candy rocks inside the wock
I'd never cheat my cup
Crashing out, yeah, yeah
Brought the candy bag oh my god I'm so hypnotic (Fuck)
Call up ICE my 'lil bitch she so exotic (Yeah)
Bitch I ride a 'lil too evil so demonic (Go)
Yeah woah, I'll bring all these bottles out fasho (Yeah, yeah)
Bring a bad bitch she clumsy drop it low
Rock it out, rock it out, rock it out (Rock it out, rock it out)
Yeah copped some wings, I got the finest things
Finna rock it out, rock it out stars fall off my jeans
Pull them rockies out off my neck these hoes gotta be seen (Wow)
Throw a candy rock in your wock see you in your dreams
Hold a dirty cup uh, ain't no Mr. Clean (Ah)
K got dirtied up uh, now these niggas know what I mean
I make this choppa pop uh, stick know how to sing
These hoes be sounding awful, why I make your lil bitch scream (Wow)
Candy paint dip that hoe in candy paint, yeah (Rock it out, rock it out, rock it out)
Exotic dank uh, blow exotic dank uh, yeah (Rock it out, rock it out, rock it out)
Yeah, yeah woah (Rock it out)
Woah, I'll bring all these bottles out fasho (Fasho)
Bring a bad bitch she clumsy drop it low (Yeah, yeah)
Rock it out, rock it out, rock it out (Rock it out, rock it out)
Guap going long, bag just hit my phone
Move a million up, my money never fold (Move a million up)
Hoe be treating me like a god oh she praying for this dough
Oh yeah, I keep moving by myself but ain't alone (Shinigami)
I got Raf Simons on my toes (Raf, Raf)
She put on Moncler when it's not cold (Moncler)
Stacking up the bands hoe I got it off the floor
Finna commit suicide open up the door
Ain't come here to play with y'all, niggas be unknown
Can't even rock my shit ain't do it right boy you is a clone
Wow, boy you is a clone
Candy, candy, candy, candy paint yeah, candy paint yeah
Ah yeah, yeah
I'll bring all these bottles out fasho (Yeah, yeah)
Bring a bad bitch she clumsy drop it low (Yeah, yeah)
Rock it out, rock it out, rock it out (Rock it out, rock it out)
Credits
Writer(s): Isaiah Grogan
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