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letra de candids - rainn sherwood

[verse 1]
got that b-i-c on fire, btw, that’s my pen
tryna follow my desire, but these negatives think they tens
all these chickens in my coup, they get real c-cky when i take their hens
i keep showin’ off all my loot, they playin’ hocky, tryna gaurd my gems
but my ice is too cold, make ‘em shiver down into shambles
i’m expensive, mind is gold, i’m a giver, no, i don’t gamble
i won’t waste my time on a hoe, water my money tree in my sandles
money green, it’s like my foliage, know you want a sample

[verse 2]
you see me all around you, bet you wanna take a picture
i’m just so glad that i found you texting me after i fixed ya
bet you bumpin’ out my ‘cography, you listen with your sister
she a real one just for tellin’ me you like to make a up stricture
built the structure for them, brick by brick
tellin’ ‘em, “hop off my d-ck“
and if i see you and your chick around me
know it’s gon’ get sick
been warnin’ ‘em to get gone, quick
up my sleeve, another trick
it’s abracadabra, you’d rather just chatter
but i’d rather spit
[chorus]
i don’t hand out to the stand-ins ’cause i have the upper hand
and always stand out to the fans since i started grind in pandemic
i don’t indulge in abandonment of my soul for the candids
i keep workin’ and searchin’ for press, ain’t pressed like sandwiches
i don’t hand out to the stand-ins ’cause i have the upper hand
and always stand out to the fans since i started grind in pandemic
i don’t indulge in abandonment of my soul for the candids
i keep workin’ and searchin’ for press, ain’t pressed like sandwiches

[verse 3]
yeah, i eat that blt when i want, ain’t no beef
but i’ll pull a cod, scope is on, aim is clean
shoot your shot but idc, we all know you keep missing
holy father, g-o-d, he is the all-knowing king
got anike on repeat, holy bops, fire beats
shout out, doechii, rapid queen, rappin’, boom bappin’, the dean
and to doja, know you mean, when you write, you know it sting
mf doom, you the king, the og mc, you reign

[chorus]
i don’t hand out to the stand-ins ’cause i have the upper hand
and always stand out to the fans since i started grind in pandemic
i don’t indulge in abandonment of my soul for the candids
i keep workin’ and searchin’ for press, ain’t pressed like sandwiches
i don’t hand out to the stand-ins ’cause i have the upper hand
and always stand out to the fans since i started grind in pandemic
i don’t indulge in abandonment of my soul for the candids
i keep workin’ and searchin’ for press, ain’t pressed like sandwiches
[outro]
ah, ah, ah, hm
get ready with me
get ready with me
get ready with me

- rainn sherwood

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