Lyrics:

Hook:
Hey, hey, ah, ah
Late night candy creping with my demo lit
Service swerving on the highway and Im doing about eight.
I can see no haters talking, but I do not faze
Cause I didnt got it out the mud, thats the shit they made!
Thats the shit they made
Thats the shit they made
Thats the shit they made
I didnt got it out the mud, thats the shit they made
Thats the shit they made
Thats the shit they made
Thats the shit they made
I didnt got it out the mud, thats the shit they made

I didnt got out that mud, that the shit they made me
I didnt ate up that mud, and it taste like gravy
All I tried to do is flip the four into a baby
All I want to do is flip the four and feed my baby
See, I know these niggas watching and these niggas hate me
Cause I came from nothing, nigga,
Now they done this kid been made it
See me pulling in the projects and annihilate it
See yp candy eye I eat her like annihilate her.
Chopper-chopper, nigga dead and make them peculator
Real chopping down the block just like an alligator!
All this Kush, they turned my eye red like Im Terminator
Holler at amigo Cali Plug will elevate ya!

Hook:
Hey, hey, ah, ah
Late night candy creping with my demo lit
Service swerving on the highway and Im doing about eight.
I can see no haters talking, but I do not faze
Cause I didnt got it out the mud, thats the shit they made!
Thats the shit they made
Thats the shit they made
Thats the shit they made
I didnt got it out the mud, thats the shit they made
Thats the shit they made
Thats the shit they made
Thats the shit they made
I didnt got it out the mud, thats the shit they made

Tall, sniffy nigga, they affiliate me
Focus greedy with my mob and its so amazing.
Hundred, fifty, twenties, all I see is paper
Smoking on Jamaican, you get wrong and meet your maker.
Popping bottles, shout out to my haters
You my motivation, thats why we be motivating
All these squad on, all black like them raiders
Running in your shit, we gonna creak until we take it!
Hey, hey, hey only if you know
Broke no joke, joke, coming from the ghetto
Got no foe, always on go mode
Tick-tock-toe, hey, lighting up your hoe!

Hook:
Late night candy creping with my demo lit
Service swerving on the highway and Im doing about eight.
I can see no haters talking, but I do not faze
Cause I didnt got it out the mud, thats the shit they made!
Thats the shit they made
Thats the shit they made
Thats the shit they made
I didnt got it out the mud, thats the shit they made
Thats the shit they made
Thats the shit they made
Thats the shit they made
I didnt got it out the mud, thats the shit they made