"Candy Lady" lyrics

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It's Yaven, nigga
Mhm, mm, mhm (Huh, you know who the fuck it is, nigga)
Uh, mhm, huh, mm, mhm (Open the door 'fore I kick that bitch down)

Nigga, I came from nothin' (Nothin'), that's why all my jewelry bustin' (Jewelry bustin')
I ain't have no money (Finna ball), that's why both my pockets stuffed (They stuffed in)
The louder one in the room, the main one ain't talkin' 'bout nothin' (He ain't talkin' 'bout shit)
We talkin' money inside the room, boy, I hear grandpa comin' (Let's go)
Had to do this shit for pawpaw, nigga, the bills due (Do this shit for pawpaw)
I been in the kitchen just like granny cookin' soul food (Cookin' up)
I got Ziploc bags, granny, but these ain't for food use (These ain't for food use)
I went Gucci shoes with her to church, she said, "Baby, you smooth" (Baby, you smooth)
Nigga, please don't get me hot, I'm chillin', I'm a cool dude (I'm chillin')
Please don't run up on me like it's sweet, you better lace your shoes (Frrt, frrt, frrt, huh, frrt)
Just 'cause I be rappin', don't think I'm yappin', nigga, get disconfused (Bah, bah, goofy)
Clean up like a butler, nigga, just bought my son some Jimmy Choos (Bought my son some— rich ass)
You think it was the twenty-ninth, I'm rappin' like the rent was due (These niggas think I be rappin')
Might throw back a Yerk (Goofy), get in her back and do a finish move (Do a finish move)
Pull up beep, beep, beep back-to-back, hop out, Balenci' tennis shoes (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Think I'm fallin' off and can't swim, get in the swimming pool (Pussy, drown)
We been had fullies before that shit got cool, huh (We been, pussy, on God)
Before this clank, nigga, we gon' break your news, huh (Pew, pew, pew, pew, pew, pew, pew, we gon' break your news)
That ain't your friend, he tryna take your juice (He tryna take your juice)
Been had B-roll on me, this shit been since school, on God, huh (Go and ask Ms. Turner)
I don't pop it, bitch, I been that nigga (Bitch, I been that nigga)
First young nigga from my hood holdin' six figures, pussy (Holdin', I'm holdin')
Hundred thousand posted, bitch, I'm in the trenches, I'm gettin' it (Posted, I'm posted)
Got my feet so much on Earth, I can smell granny biscuits, I'm home (Granny)
And sometimes it feel like I'm home alone (I'm home alone, huh, don't call it)
The only difference, run in here, boy, I'm gon' tap your dome, you gone (I'm gon' tap your muffin)
That nigga ass a goner (Goner), I'm posted on the corner (The corner)
I feel like Tyrann Mathieu (Huh, Mathieu), just sold a bag for thirty-two (Go)
I just served a preacher (Served him, huh), everybody ain't no saint (They not)
Nigga, she like me more than you because I do the shit you can't (Why? For sure)
You seen the Hellcat in her driveway (Skrrt, let's go), duh, it's me, the fuck you think? (Skrrt, skrrt, it's me)
My Florida boy got flakka rocks (Flakka, flakka rocks), ballin' hard in the paint (Go)
I see the opps on Facebook (Pussy), never see 'em in a bank (I don't, see)
Auntie called me with a 'script and then she pulled up with a pint ('Script, she pulled up)
Tryna run your money up (Moves), my scammin' partner need a Chase (Scammin')
You tryna smoke on you some candy? (Who?) Nigga, pull up, cop an eighth (Let's go)

Loaf of grass and feet on Earth (Huh), I hit this Drac', it make it quake (I hit this Drac')
You know this a nasty song, come here, girl, and make a baby (Come make a baby)
We don't fuck with 12 unless it's Travis, Jai Tom Brady (Tom)
Me without my fire, that's like no free cups at the candy lady (That's like no free cups, no yap)
He ain't from the hood, his ass ain't even have no candy lady (He ain't even got a candy lady, no rap)
I been gettin' new plays, I guess niggas ain't havin' candy lately (Niggas ain't got no candy, let's go)
Nigga can't get one up on me, boy, I got some Stanley neighbors (Boy, I got some Stanley neighbors)
"Yay, how you know you up?" I stay by a Karen lady (She grown, pussy)

Huh, I been on my shit for real for a couple years (Let's go)
I stay by a lake and a pier and a couple deers (A couple deers, no yap)
Porsches inside my garage, I stay with the fuckin' babs (Pussy, skrrt)
If they throw me in the jungle (What?), come out with my bitch some hair (Come out with some hair)
Feds been did a sweep (What?), God made sure that I went out (No yap)
I gotta take care of my kids, to me, that's all really matter (On granny)
I say, to me, that's all really matter (Go)
Pass me the ball, I dunk that bitch and I made the backboard shatter (Dunk it, ball)

Loaf of grass and feet on Earth (Feet on Earth), I hit this Drac', it make it quake (My feet on Earth)
You know this a nasty song (Pussy), come here, girl, and make a baby (Come here, a baby)
We don't fuck with 12 unless it's Travis, Jai or Tom Brady (Tom, no 12)
Me without my fire, that's like no free cups at the candy lady (No yap, candy lady)
He ain't from the hood, his ass ain't even have no candy lady (No rap)
I been gettin' new plays (Nasty), I guess niggas ain't havin' candy lately (Niggas ain't got candy)
Nigga can't get one up on me, boy, I got some Stanley neighbors (Boy, I got some Stanley neighbors)
"Yay, how you know you up?" I stay by a Karen lady (On granny)

That's like no free cups at the candy lady
Huh, huh
You'll think he a loose screw, nigga, I got a hammer for a nigga think he loose screw
Huh, huh, got that shit, I'm finna doo-doo on 'em
Doo-doo on you niggas, I'ma tell you
I'ma shit on you niggas, my foot on these niggas' neck
I'm back on that type time, nigga, on granny
Put this shit on pawpaw, nigga, you know it's stamped