Candy Crush

歌手: Coi Leray • 专辑:Heart Don't Lie • 发布时间:2024-11-20
作曲 : Coi Collin/Gamal “LunchMoney” Lewis/Truebeatzz
 Eardrummers
 True, damn, you makin' noise, boy

 I'm on top that top
 I'm the top bitch on that roster
 Top bitch on that roster
 They not fly as, fly as us, no (us, no, us, no)
 My wrist look like candy crush (crush, crush, crush)
 Know that loud pack smelling musty
 Man, you haters be some peasants
 Fly as hell, hopping out that black truck like a blimp
 I bought all my houses, baby, I'm invested (I'm invested)
 Fool me once, and I go ghost, I just go missin'
 Yeah I read your text, still ain't get the message (still ain't get the message)
 Yeah I play my role, but still ain't get my credit (still ain't get my credit)
 Yeah I been on my own, shit **** with my mental (**** with my)
 These bitches ain't on this level
 These bitches don't know my struggle (yeah)
 The truck best life, yeah

 Private plane, it gon' bring me up, come get up with me (let's go)
 Came from noth', bitch you know wassup, you know wassup with it
 In that mode, yeah I'm off that liquor, 'til that cup empty
 Strip club, in the section throwing ones

 I'm on top that top
 I'm the top bitch on that roster
 They not fly as, fly as us, no (us, no, us, no)
 My wrist look like candy crush (crush, crush)
 Know that loud pack smelling musty

 Wait, wait
 Can't keep up, you too late (too late)
 I'm countin' up the green, green (green)
 Give a **** what they say, I'm me (yeah)
 Free Atkins, Free Pay-Pay (yeah, yeah)
 Still rockin' out 'til this day (yeah)
 Still smokin' blunt to the face (wait)
 Still smackin bitches, I don't play (I don't play)
 Get the **** off my

 Private plane, it gon' bring me up, come get up with me (up with me)
 Came from noth', bitch you know wassup, you know wassup with it (up with me)
 In that mode, yeah I'm off that liquor, 'til that cup empty ('til that cup empty)
 Strip club, in the section throwing ones (bow-bow-bow)

 I'm on top that top
 I'm the top bitch on that roster
 They not fly as, fly as us, no (us, no, us, no)
 My wrist look like candy crush (crush, crush)
 Know that loud pack smelling musty
 I'm on top that top (I'm on top)
 I'm the top bitch on that roster
 They not fly as, fly as us, no (us, no)
 My wrist look like candy crush (crush, candy crush)
 Know that loud pack smelling musty

 Yeah, Free Pay-Pay, Free Atkins
 Eardrummers
 Shoutout Ceemo, taking care of his daughter everyday, doing what he gotta do
 Even though we dont speak everyday, that's my nigga for life
 True, damn, you makin' noise, boy
 And uh, you don't gotta see me with, with a mother****a everyday, just know that they in my heart
 For the ones that not around no more, you know you still in my heart
 I love you for life, keep going, nigga
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