Candyyy

Yeah
XX
Aye

She want the candy
Baby just wipe your nose (Uh)
That shit ain't fancy
Looking all comatose (What?)
Call up the plug, ooh yeah
He got the sweets I know (He got the shweets)
She want the bud (She want the what?)
Roll up the trees I smoke (Uh)
She want the candy (Yessir)
Baby just wipe your nose (What)
That shit ain't fancy
Looking all comatose (Right)
Call up the plug, ooh yeah
He got the sweets I know (He got the shweets)
She want the bud
Roll up the trees I smoke

Roll up the trees (Rolling that good)
Smokin' the leaves (Just as we should)
I got the mad shit on me, so we level up easy (That's that A Grade)
I just say pull up (Yeah)
Then he get stood up (Uh yeah)
I don't need stacks on me god damn
But trust they gon' show up (Truss they gon' what?)
She just keep hittin' the blow
Nothin' gon' go up my nose
Trust that go down my throat
Poppin' some shit on low
Then we gon' rage at my show
Ooh yeah, sippin' on water (Water)
Hand that shit down to your daughter (Right)
She want liquor, just order
I think you got disorder (I think you got a disorder)
Baby I'm sorry, not sorry (What)
Told her be happy, don't worry (Don't worry)
Smoke up some loud and just play some bob Marley
I call up the plug 'cause it's time to pop molly (Oh damn)
Raging, I rage with my crew
That's just the shit that we do (Do)
Flexing, you flexing on who? (On who?)
One look at your girl take her too

She want the candy (Uh)
Baby just wipe your nose
That shit ain't fancy (Oh nah)
Looking all comatose (What?)
Call up the plug, ooh yeah
He got the sweets I know (He got the shweets)
She want the bud (Bud)
Roll up the trees I smoke
She want the candy (Candy)
Baby just wipe your nose
That shit ain't fancy
Looking all comatose (Uh)
Call up the plug, ooh yeah
He got the sweets I know (He got the shweets)
She want the bud
Roll up the trees I smoke (Woo)

Uh
You know I be smoking on good (Puff, puff, puff, puff)
When she hit my line then I know she be calling for wood (Uh)
Yeah (Damn)
I show that bih how I just do it (How I just do it)
Now she call me Nike 'cause stroke game on par like T Woods (Oooooh)
I told her to back it up (back, back, back it up)
You keep coming back so I guess you ain't had enough
Yeah, aye
Another bar up in my cup (Uh)
So I float in sky while I'm outchea just beating it up
(Yessir)