Candy Choppa

You make me sit around, stick around by your side

Carry all this bullshit

Fuck a full clip like the stick around your side (man)

Fuck man I'm pissed off, tryna get my pocket like Rick Ross

Heavy on the sides and we lift off, I'm a big dog

I'm getting miss calls, but I miss y’all like damn (damn, damn)

Jeans on my body they japanese denim, peace for my shawty she really be jealous

Green on a thottie 'cause she really need bags like

Cod how I'm really showing off these tags like

Green light, yellow light, red light traffic

Fuck a bad bitch, all I need is a full package

When I'm with the bros I need wood like a cabin

Loud on the smoke, but the sound from the mattress

You make me move so different (aye, hold up, hold up)

You make me move so different (aye, aye, aye, aye)

Why don’t you feel me (feel me)

Touch up against my chest, oh no (touch up against my chest, oh no)

Touch up against my chest, oh no (oh no)

You make me feel, you make me feel awake (awake)

You make me feel awake

You make me feel like, I just woke up, and it's bright, look

Baby, why you picking sides?, look

Let me just stare at your eyes, look (aye, look)

I'm looking at your eye

Bitches on the 'gram they slide

Pictures on flash can you find me

Bitch I'm unique on my mommy

Yeah, on my dad, hey!

Tell me why you looking hella mad?, wait

I just made the crowd go chant, aye

Can't afford a supercar, no valet

Like, skrt, skrt, skrt

I do a lot

Not 21, but it’s my job

I better run, I'm outta time

I'm out divine, I put that crown on my noggin

Now they knocking on the door for the wet floor sign, look

Just to catch me slippin', bet you can’t catch me slippin'

Amen, but I'm still sinnin’

I'm loving how you watch me winning, yeah

You make me move so different (yeah, so different)

Why don’t you feel me (feel me)

Touch up against my chest, oh no (my chest, oh no)

Touch up against my chest, oh no (oh no)

You make me feel, you make me feel awake (awake)

You make me feel awake