[Chorus]
Candy paint, two tone on that new drop
Playa' talking wrong, we come strong like a robot
Big wheels and that bitch fast, Kermit Whitfield
Florida state, I'm from down low where shit get real

[Verse 1]
Shawty gon' fuck with the kid, ouu
She wanna know where I live (She wanna know where I-)
Locate me, I’m in the hills (I'm in the hills)
You know I’m being for real (Ouu, ouu)
She wanna shop with the kid (Shop with the kid)
I get her the high tops, she ask for the mids (Yeah)
She see it, it's deep in the boy (Deep in the boy)
I pull up on you just me and no friends
It’s lonely in life, I lеarnt that as a jit (Yeah)
They gave him three strikеs, we pray for appeal (No)
My boy can’t do life, that’s something I can’t give
I look at today and it is what it is
Don’t care what you say when I know what I feel
Just back in the day when I couldn’t buy wheels (Drrt)
Just sat in the back, I couldn't stand to be still
Got kicked out the school plenty anger in him
Them n***as really tried to jump me in gym (Woah)
Slapped a n***a across his top like a pimp
Super high, I look just like a blimp
Cadillac CTS sitting on rims
We can’t believe the lies, I want the marble floors (No, ah)
Penalty don’t reach inside, zoomin' like commodore (Ah, zoom)
I see illusions, ain’t talking grandeur, but I’m on cloud nine
Buddy came through twisting fingers, I think they gang signs
And my brother told me too stay dangerous, that trigger hair line
I caught a play right at the buzzer, I guess that's game time
After all the things we did, we should’ve remained fine
You talking down on the kid, that’s the through the grape vine
You talking down 'bout the kid, how could you take time?
[Chorus]
Candy paint, two tone on that new drop
Playa' talking wrong, we come strong like a robot
Big wheels and that bitch fast, Kermit Whitfield
Florida state, I'm from down low where shit get real

[Verse 2]
I ain’t gotta lie bout what I’m sliding in
And that’s fasho
Don't be lyin' 'bout what you riding in (What's your ride?)
That’s a boat (What's your ride?)
Do the dash to the pen (To the pen)
Ay, that’s what my family wrote (Wrote)
That’s a whole set, I seen a whole thing (Seen a whole thing)
When I get that chicken, steak with lo mein (With that lo-)
Pillow talking to these women, that’s a no brain (That's a no brain)
Real gas, not 87 propane (Oh, that's pro-)