Kodak Black feat. Bun B – Candy Paint Lyrics

(Chorus x2 – Kodak Black)
Everybody wanna ride candy
Everybody wanna ride candy
Everybody wanna ride candy paint
Everybody just comparing
Everybody tryna sell drugs
Everybody think they the plug
Everybody wanna ride Forgis now
Ain’t nobody tryna ride dubs

(Verse 1 – Kodak Black)
Candy, candy, candy
Spent 20 grand on my auntie
Put Louis V on my women
I’m sipping on lean, I’m dizzy
Got digital dash in my cutless
Got this s**t from Duffy
Ain’t get this with no rap money
I got this s**t from Doubling
Everybody outchea hustling
Ni**a, you broke, you bugging
F**k you, lil hoe, you ugly
I got that bag, I got that luggage
I got dirty money, Houston, Texas
I’m sipping dirty muddy
I told that bi**h, I just want some sucky-sucky
I don’t want no lovey dubby
Everybody wanna have everything
Everybody wanna ride candy aint
Every bi**h want her wedding ring
When these bi**hes been f**king on everything
Everybody wish they had a connect
Everybody want an Audemar Piguet
I ain’t Paul Wall coming to you permanent
Got a Glock 17 with a 30 clip

(Chorus x2 – Kodak Black)
Everybody wanna ride candy
Everybody wanna ride candy
Everybody wanna ride candy paint
Everybody just comparing
Everybody tryna sell drugs
Everybody think they the plug
Everybody wanna ride Forgis now
Ain’t nobody tryna ride dubs

(Verse 2 – Bun B)
Everybody wanna ride candy paint, paint
Everybody wanna come down, down
Everybody wanna drop top
Let the trunk go pop and bang that surround, round
Everybody wanna have a Styrofoam cup
Matter of fact, they want two, why?
So, they can sip on that motherf**king sizzurp
Like they heard from DJ Screw, ooh
Everybody wanna claim blue, blue
Everybody wanna claim red, red
Everybody wanna bang out
Til they got a .45 to they motherf**king head, head
Everybody said they got bread, bread
Racks up inside the mattress, mattress
But, you’d be the dumbest motherf**ker ever born
If you sitting around believing that s**t, that s**t
Everybody wanna be a rapper, rapper
Shining like a boss on stage, stage
But, it’s gonna take mo than some YouTube lights
And a gaddamn IG page, page
Everybody wanna be who they can’t, can’t
Instead of tryna be who they are, are
Man, this s**t won’t get you to far
You’ll never be a star regardless of the paint on your car

(Chorus x2 – Kodak Black)
Everybody wanna ride candy
Everybody wanna ride candy
Everybody wanna ride candy paint
Everybody just comparing
Everybody tryna sell drugs
Everybody think they the plug
Everybody wanna ride Forgis now
Ain’t nobody tryna ride dubs