Candy Toys 2017 (feat. Tony Guapo)

2017 remix baby, huh, Lucky, hold up, hold up

Candy Toys banging screws, huh, the time goes down when I'm sweating through

You all better know I'm coming down

Candy Toys banging screws, huh, the time goes down when I'm sweating through

You all better know I'm coming down

Crew flipping in a big body, I'm talking bout a big phone

I don't need no key, I push a button, that hoe turn on

My gelatin is all the Louboutin all on my toes

How it's funny that boy Lucky don't came up about these flows

Don't tell me that you want a verse, tell me what you trying to spin

If you ain't got four digits for me, I ain't been a rap shit

2017 prices just went up again

You can't tell me when you see me that I ain't been hustling

Lucky Luke, all day bang, Katy Payne on the range

Got your gal up on my thang, I hit one time and forgot her name

I put her back in rotation, then I picked up a lil' asia

But my mind is all on my paper, boy, you know I'm staying player

Wood grain, another season, tell your bitch come look at me

Do this shit for lil' bae, flatline baby, rest in peace

That song bitch, yeah, Lucky back, smelling like a hunnid rack

Fuck these ****, they don't got it, tell them you want your money back

Stunting for my city hard, beating down that boulevard

I don't know what you heard before, but Lucky, I'm a fucking star

My pocket full of that guac, and diamonds on my necklace

I ain't worried about that other shit, I do this shit for text

Candy toys banging screws

The top go down when I'm swinging through

You already know I'm coming down

Candy toys banging screws

The top go down when I'm swinging through

You already know I'm coming down

Northside **** ride candy blue, top down, bang screw

P.S. phone that Dodge Chandra, ask about me, your boy a fool

Bustin' jizz and make a move, buy one, I'm a Frenchie too

Been a G since middle school, ain't stopped yet and I'm 22

4-5 on my hip, ****, 4-5 make you flip, ****

A.U.L. didn't dip, ****, cuz you just a bitch, ****

I done went back my old ways, cuz rap shit got boring

Still pulling out candy toys and best believe they all foreign

Coming down on glass feet, leather under my ass cheek

Three hoes in my back seat, ain't been home since last week

Partying all night and I've been sleeping all damn day

I don't know what day it is, but I know I'ma get paid

I know I'ma get laid, I know I'ma sip dry

I know I'ma pack them in my ride and bring them all to my place

It's all up in they face, you can love it, you can hate it

But that little mess can lucky load a motherfucking mate

Candy toys banging screws

The top go down when I'm swinging through

You already know I'm coming down

Candy toys banging screws

The top go down when I'm swinging through

You already know I'm coming down

Candy toys banging screws

The top go down when I'm swinging through

Candy toys banging screws

The top go down when I'm swinging through