Lilcandypaint - Internet thug lyrics


Glock on my hip when I ride I might slide by
Don't give a f** about a kid we doing drive by's
Connected with your b**h like my name was lil wifi
Now I'm on her tv so she call me lil Sci-Fi
Push up in that Benz all black with the blue tint
He don't got a plan so I mapped up with the blueprint
I'm f**ing any b**h yeah a n***a could get used to this
A thousand on some jeans yeah a n***a with the foolish sh**
I ain't f** with jail cause the sh** was hella cold
I can't stand a f**ing snitch imma beat whoever told
Told my ex i was over her I ain't f**ing you no more
And she acting kinda bold now she front seat at the shows
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Blueberry, cherry, raspberry, smoothie be the seats
Candy paint canary yellow if a n***a want the heat
I really ain't shaking hands what your friendship do to me
If a n***a want some smoke then we pop him like some grease
Counting bands on a n***a cause lil candy bout his cheese
I'll drench your whole team so they call me lemon squeeze
Give a f** about the cops OCA about they bread
We'll leave a n***a dead if he talking to the feds
If you wake up in the morning and you feeling kinda fresh
Just play this f**ing song and I bet you'll count some bread
f** that b**h on twitter she ain't really doing sh**
She ain't really counting up cause she steady on my dick
(Aye)

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