Candy & Sour / Friday 13 Songtext
Aye-yo, is that that M—, aw, hold on, hold on, lemme do it, lemme do it again
Fresh of death and I ain't even shower today
Put the blick through his head, take his power away
I push up on your block, hit him, he fade away
I got candy but smokin' on sour today
They don't want me to win but I found a way
On the road to riches, I'm a hour away
Creep from under your bed, I'ma come out and play
They done made me the boogeyman I am today
Knock the fat off his body, this choppa do keto
Put a hole in his body, got him lookin' like a zero
Trade a drum for a dick, now the pistol El Niño
In the field with a stick, I'm looking like great Bambino
Hmm
People don't like how I talk and I just be like, "Fuck em'"
I'm gonna say what I want, gunshot from the back, no bass in the trunk
Gang bangin' this bitch and I'll step like a bump
Baby, turn up that killer music, get me crunk
Just like a double, baby, I'ma stunt
Knee on they neck like we were about to punt
Early morning, I'm trappin', eatin' Cap'n Crunch
I push up, smellin' like I ran over a skunk
"Why you bring a tree in my house?" Bitch, it's a blunt
Bad lil' stoner bitch like how I stunk, bitch peep me and chose us straight off the jump
Fresh of death and I ain't even shower today
Put the blick through his head, take his power away
I push up on your block, hit him, he fade away I got candy but smokin' on sour today
They don't want me to win but I found a way
On the road to riches, I'm a hour away
Creep from under your bed, I'ma come out and play
They done made me the boogeyman I am today
Better rub your eyes and get you a better look
I be walkin' 'round, wallet lookin' like it's a book
Fuck around and try me, get your life took
Beat him up like we fishin', get hit with a hook
Fuck what you think and fuck how you feel, I don't want no trophy, I want the kill
Blow off his top like Dr. Phil
Pistol make my arm strong like I'm Neil
Caught me a body, then I got the nerve to ask his momma
"What the fuck is you cryin' bout?"
Draco the dragon is blowin' that fire
Givin' me head, she be blowin' my mind out
Movin' bricks like Bob the Builder
Fresh meat that we caught for dinner, huh
Ho, you can never beat me, but you be still come top the winner
I ain't burnin' no rubber, got balls on the wheels
I be in the old school, movin' 'round like a cab
Glass house, you can see me ridin' 'round town
Push the engine and hit the gas, make it sit down
Better not play with OT, I already told him
Dump another clip, I grab another and reload him
Shit 'bout to get physical like a scrotum
Boy got me points to the chest, I'm 'bout to fold 'em
They be tryin' to pay the ref, but I still keep winnin'
At the red light and the rims keep spinnin'
Chain so hard, I don't need no pendant
Pushin' that dope, so I keep the whip tinted
I be switchin' lanes in candy paint, I'm drinkin' and drivin'
Smokin' and vibin', don't fuck up my high, bitch
It's a Friday, I ain't got no job
Fuck it, let's get high
So high off the mushrooms, I could give God a high five
Bend that little bitch over, give her a view from the high rise
Nobody ask how the boogeyman feel, but shit, I'm mighty fine
It's a Friday, I ain't got no job
Fuck it, let's get high
So high off the mushrooms, I could give God a high five
Bend that little bitch over, give her a view from the high rise
Nobody ask how the boogeyman feel, but shit, I'm mighty fine
Fresh of death and I ain't even shower today
Put the blick through his head, take his power away
I push up on your block, hit him, he fade away
I got candy but smokin' on sour today
They don't want me to win but I found a way
On the road to riches, I'm a hour away
Creep from under your bed, I'ma come out and play
They done made me the boogeyman I am today
Knock the fat off his body, this choppa do keto
Put a hole in his body, got him lookin' like a zero
Trade a drum for a dick, now the pistol El Niño
In the field with a stick, I'm looking like great Bambino
Hmm
People don't like how I talk and I just be like, "Fuck em'"
I'm gonna say what I want, gunshot from the back, no bass in the trunk
Gang bangin' this bitch and I'll step like a bump
Baby, turn up that killer music, get me crunk
Just like a double, baby, I'ma stunt
Knee on they neck like we were about to punt
Early morning, I'm trappin', eatin' Cap'n Crunch
I push up, smellin' like I ran over a skunk
"Why you bring a tree in my house?" Bitch, it's a blunt
Bad lil' stoner bitch like how I stunk, bitch peep me and chose us straight off the jump
Fresh of death and I ain't even shower today
Put the blick through his head, take his power away
I push up on your block, hit him, he fade away I got candy but smokin' on sour today
They don't want me to win but I found a way
On the road to riches, I'm a hour away
Creep from under your bed, I'ma come out and play
They done made me the boogeyman I am today
Better rub your eyes and get you a better look
I be walkin' 'round, wallet lookin' like it's a book
Fuck around and try me, get your life took
Beat him up like we fishin', get hit with a hook
Fuck what you think and fuck how you feel, I don't want no trophy, I want the kill
Blow off his top like Dr. Phil
Pistol make my arm strong like I'm Neil
Caught me a body, then I got the nerve to ask his momma
"What the fuck is you cryin' bout?"
Draco the dragon is blowin' that fire
Givin' me head, she be blowin' my mind out
Movin' bricks like Bob the Builder
Fresh meat that we caught for dinner, huh
Ho, you can never beat me, but you be still come top the winner
I ain't burnin' no rubber, got balls on the wheels
I be in the old school, movin' 'round like a cab
Glass house, you can see me ridin' 'round town
Push the engine and hit the gas, make it sit down
Better not play with OT, I already told him
Dump another clip, I grab another and reload him
Shit 'bout to get physical like a scrotum
Boy got me points to the chest, I'm 'bout to fold 'em
They be tryin' to pay the ref, but I still keep winnin'
At the red light and the rims keep spinnin'
Chain so hard, I don't need no pendant
Pushin' that dope, so I keep the whip tinted
I be switchin' lanes in candy paint, I'm drinkin' and drivin'
Smokin' and vibin', don't fuck up my high, bitch
It's a Friday, I ain't got no job
Fuck it, let's get high
So high off the mushrooms, I could give God a high five
Bend that little bitch over, give her a view from the high rise
Nobody ask how the boogeyman feel, but shit, I'm mighty fine
It's a Friday, I ain't got no job
Fuck it, let's get high
So high off the mushrooms, I could give God a high five
Bend that little bitch over, give her a view from the high rise
Nobody ask how the boogeyman feel, but shit, I'm mighty fine
