Текст песни Candy - Berry B

Bitch i'm colder then December
Got to many lames tryna flex like that nigga
I'm from Iraq hoe were its hell in the winter
All my shooters hall of fame we ain't shooting on beginner
Break a bitch make a track star she a sprinter
Young fly ass nigga tryna ball like I'm kemba
I met a bitch name yandy
Had to double back pussy sweeter than
An it taste like
Taste like candy
Fly nigga I admit that I'm tryna ball out get my bread break a bitch like a Kit Kat
I'm fna show her what da gang do i know this chocolate is her craving and this long ass Dick is her sweet tooth
I know these nigga can't stand but ain't nobody checking me kelthy got the tech that Check em in like a refree
Ima Grade a nigga so ain't nobody checking my brother got the Tech to end the game Like a referee

Bitch I'm cooling with the gang
Mother fuckers see us pulling up he tucking on his chain
I'ma young nigga but I'm like a vet up in this game
James harden nigga I'll drop 40 on you lames
East Oakland representing Free my nephew Rozay
Big woods back to back an the cookies from the bay
My Spanish bitch love to swallow all my Milky Way