Digital Candyland (feat. sk8terwang)

I got ice all on my neck, running up a check Checking every box, call me hungry box What else do you know? Captain of my soul Finna prevail, see the Soleil I can see the light Riding through the night, not a car in sight Working 9-5, that’ll end my life Gotta chase my goals I got ice all on my neck, running up a check Checking every box, call me hungry box What else do you know? Captain of my soul Finna prevail, see the Soleil I can see the light Riding through the night, not a car in sight Working 9-5, that’ll end my life Gotta chase my goals I got that gold, I got that Pikachu lemonade Call up your girl and I serenade I Do it so well now she in my room Now we be fucking to several tunes Breaking it down I don’t ever stop I’m a dreidel, I’m a spinning top Pop it and lock it like it’s the 80’s But this ain’t no fad cause the music made me My shit too fly, AIRB&B Prolly be gone for a couple of weeks Got off the phone with the flight attendant She heard this song it sound like a Digital CandyLand turn up the fuzz Cotton Candy colors blue with the puff Jiggy with my flow Call me Banjo Every time we roll up I always got Ice all on my neck, running up a check Checking every box, call me hungry box What else do you know? Captain of my soul Finna prevail, see the Soleil I can see the light Riding through the night, not a car in sight Working 9-5, that’ll end my life Gotta chase my goals I got ice all on my neck, running up a check Checking every box, call me hungry box What else do you know? Captain of my soul Finna prevail, see the Soleil I can see the light Riding through the night, not a car in sight Working 9-5, that’ll end my life Gotta chase my goals I got the credit I get it I get it I stick to my methods young Anthony Bennett Your bitch I’m not stressin’ big mad like she Benson Her name out my head like the Theory of Nelson On bended knee finna pop the big question And tell your lil’ bitch to go hop out my mentions Pull up in a Lexus might pull up in Venice And grab a few bitches and show em big Texas It’s kinda precious how niggas get jealous when You doing good and got food on your plate And bitch for some money but steadily hate So you gotta cut 'em and let 'em get straight That’s word to my niggas who fully relate And f*ck all you niggas that lied to my face Say I'll change up when I go leave my state I guess they gon’ have to just see and then wait Woah, woah yeah Woah Woah, woah yeah Woah Woah, woah yeah Woah Oh, oh, oh, oh