Candy Flip On A Tuesday

They won't hurt my image I want everything wrapped matte black, on the finish Commas won't diminish, long as I get spinach Take a Xanax, where the f*ck my phone at Candy flip on a Tuesday, I can't wait I hopped on the scene, when it wasn't ideal for me Take it all, greedy Only want choppers with the beams Grateful Dead kicks, the tongues store my beans High percent tinted, Gucci got minted How much you spend on it Five racks just on Vetements Clean up all my settlements Yeah, been through storms I fought I came out on top, some my bro's turned into thots Is he a sellout or is he legit You been smoking on some mid Don't get it fucked up, I been on my ones since I was a kid Know 'em by a different name, I won't say a peep She been tryna learn me, but I run deep Lemme the f*ck outside, I'm too high What a wild night, travelling through time New dimensions that I find Ran it up, go retarded F*ck my heart, disregard it All the love ain't honest, so I don't want it Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no Oh, no, no, no, no, no Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no Oh, no, no, no, no, no They won't hurt my image I want everything wrapped matte black, on the finish Commas won't diminish, long as I get spinach Take a Xanax, where the f*ck my phone at Candy flip on a Tuesday, I can't wait I hopped on the scene, when it wasn't ideal for me Take it all, greedy Only want choppers with the beams Grateful Dead kicks, the tongues store my beans Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no Oh, no, no, no, no, no Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no Oh, no, no, no, no, no