CANDY PAINT

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Two hundred hoes put 'em in a xan zipper

Candy paint, I'm whipping candy at the shop, huh

Rolls dropped the top, I told the roof "Get divorced"

Phantom all black, fuck it, switch it to the Porsche

Gas in my lungs, you can hear it in my voice

I was down bad, had to get it, no choice

You can keep that bag, that Chanel, that shit yours

you can keep that watch, that lil Cartier, that's yours

I ain't tripping over no light bandies, I make more

Codeine drinking, sipping, I ain't get it out the store