Ohh my god Nick
I get them packs n#gg# for the low
Just out the cut n#gg# with 2 hoes
If they ask some questions I say “I don’t know”
Switching these b#tches like I’m switching clothes
OCA we about business b#tch slide on the road
The Glock it stay hittin it’s ready to blow
You gotta be kidding me, these n#gg#s know
When I threw a lil hunnit, she grind down the pole
Touch down on the pack and my n#gg#s stay winnin’
I’m getting this money, this sh#t the beginning
If a n#gg# talk down he might just go missing
A bone, b#tch I might take a lil minute
Them n#gg#s my sons like I didn’t admit it
I done poured a whole pint now that sh#t got me shittin’
Might jug a lil thing ain’t doing no kissin’
And this the reality n#gg#s is wishin’ yeah
[Chorus: Lil Candy Paint] x 2
Flyin’ in the cat, hear a whistle
f#ck a sneak disser, get with you [Yeah
If the money comin’ short that’s an issue
I just put a cool kid on a lil pedestal
And it’s still hit a n#gg# up, what you burnin’
I’mma just pop a n#gg# now he look like a kernal
Steady pullin racks outside the bank but I earned it
n#gg# felt the price but got my sh#t with no worries
n#gg# drippin’ like hot sauce
Pulled up in a skybox
Once we smoke we gon’ pop off
Couple racks get you knocked out
Red keep it shine flyin by
Pop a perc and watch time fly
Gettin’ gettin’ my mind right
Whole OCA in the limelight
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