Cotton Candy Smoke
Niggas choke
Yea I come for throats
Aint no comfort inn
Wit my pen
Im like Roanoke
Like the Hi-C
Eyes, super high, beamed
Yes the limelight bright, but Im smoking high greens
Poppin like a band. Aint no poppin xans
Im just tryna, hop into some bands
Thats the master plan
Run it up
Just like Eddie Murphy & ya beat face, clump it up
Aint a dancing doll but bitch knuck if you buckin up
Come if you, running up
Chickens be cluckin up
Im tryna lunch it up
Make sure the funds is up
Gotta hit the goals, Kamyo need to 1 it up
Caught up in a frizz, bet the kidd gon go bump it up
Yes im cutting off the dead ends
Looking alive for dead presidents
Yea I pass that cause Im present tens
Kamyo a vyb, why u so tense?
Stay on my wave, bitches hang 10
U a chum bum, hanging wit planktons
Niggas wanna hound, but never make cents
My time aint vacant
Cotton Candy Smoke
Niggas choke
Yea I come for throats
Aint no comfort inn
Wit my pen
Im like Roanoke
Like the Hi-C
Eyes, super high, beamed
Yes the limelight bright, but Im smoking high greens
Aint even checking for you
Lit up my medicine boo
Trade wanna play but my game is incredible too
Baddie inevitable
Im just switching shit
He missed the bitch
Mermaid tactics, now he dont f*ck wit the pools
I aint got nothing to prove
Imma chase a blue check, till kammy approved
Might put the nana on em yea da ill way
Pop it on his tongue ouu, the pill way
Only when directed to the mills, aye
Tickle pickles run me all the dills, aye
Skyscraper, roll the plane up
Rick James, Im Mary Janed up
Weird bitch, we aint the same sus
Heavy D, he pack the surplus
Good. Im doing dandy
Wax the cheeks, he think im sandy
Ride or die, like Billy & Mandy
Im under his nose, once he do the grammys
Yea them lames wanna get in my fanny
He in the jungle like Whiskers & Brandy
Rudeboi sweet, like cotton candy
F*ck wit the Kidd bitch, aint no plan b