Cotton Candy

Cotton Candy Smoke Niggas choke Yea I come for throats Aint no comfort inn Wit my pen Im like Roanoke Like the Hi-C Eyes, super high, beamed Yes the limelight bright, but Im smoking high greens Poppin like a band. Aint no poppin xans Im just tryna, hop into some bands Thats the master plan Run it up Just like Eddie Murphy & ya beat face, clump it up Aint a dancing doll but bitch knuck if you buckin up Come if you, running up Chickens be cluckin up Im tryna lunch it up Make sure the funds is up Gotta hit the goals, Kamyo need to 1 it up Caught up in a frizz, bet the kidd gon go bump it up Yes im cutting off the dead ends Looking alive for dead presidents Yea I pass that cause Im present tens Kamyo a vyb, why u so tense? Stay on my wave, bitches hang 10 U a chum bum, hanging wit planktons Niggas wanna hound, but never make cents My time aint vacant Cotton Candy Smoke Niggas choke Yea I come for throats Aint no comfort inn Wit my pen Im like Roanoke Like the Hi-C Eyes, super high, beamed Yes the limelight bright, but Im smoking high greens Aint even checking for you Lit up my medicine boo Trade wanna play but my game is incredible too Baddie inevitable Im just switching shit He missed the bitch Mermaid tactics, now he dont f*ck wit the pools I aint got nothing to prove Imma chase a blue check, till kammy approved Might put the nana on em yea da ill way Pop it on his tongue ouu, the pill way Only when directed to the mills, aye Tickle pickles run me all the dills, aye Skyscraper, roll the plane up Rick James, Im Mary Janed up Weird bitch, we aint the same sus Heavy D, he pack the surplus Good. Im doing dandy Wax the cheeks, he think im sandy Ride or die, like Billy & Mandy Im under his nose, once he do the grammys Yea them lames wanna get in my fanny He in the jungle like Whiskers & Brandy Rudeboi sweet, like cotton candy F*ck wit the Kidd bitch, aint no plan b