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[Chorus]
Flip the blinker got me swervin' lanes
In that candy paint, drippin' out from state to state
Flip the blinker got me swervin' lanes
In that candy paint, drippin' out from state to state
Flip the blinker got me swervin' lanes
In that candy paint, drippin' out from state to state
Flip the blinker got me swervin' lanes
In that candy paint, drippin' out from state to state
[Verse]
Dead fish follow the stream
I see the weakness in these rappers
I'm the kryptonite for the industry
I'm after every neck of every rapper that I ever met
I'm sick of givin' my respect to people who don't deserve it
Worthless hoes be boastin' about they jobless lives
I'm workin' for my mama to get that Tesla
Never to lift the finger, seven figures, talkin' digits, mane
Flip the blinker got me swervin' lanes
In that candy paint, drippin' out from state to state
Baby Bone, flick my wrist like I just threw a frisbee
With that fuck shit, lil' baby, you better fuckin' miss me
'Cause I ain't worried about these hoes, I know they wanna be with me
But I got bills to pay, people to feed inside my city, yuh
Flip the blinker got me swervin' lanes
In that candy paint, drippin' out from state to state
Flip the blinker got me swervin' lanes
In that candy paint, drippin' out from state to state
Flip the blinker got me swervin' lanes
In that candy paint, drippin' out from state to state
Flip the blinker got me swervin' lanes
In that candy paint, drippin' out from state to state
[Verse]
Dead fish follow the stream
I see the weakness in these rappers
I'm the kryptonite for the industry
I'm after every neck of every rapper that I ever met
I'm sick of givin' my respect to people who don't deserve it
Worthless hoes be boastin' about they jobless lives
I'm workin' for my mama to get that Tesla
Never to lift the finger, seven figures, talkin' digits, mane
Flip the blinker got me swervin' lanes
In that candy paint, drippin' out from state to state
Baby Bone, flick my wrist like I just threw a frisbee
With that fuck shit, lil' baby, you better fuckin' miss me
'Cause I ain't worried about these hoes, I know they wanna be with me
But I got bills to pay, people to feed inside my city, yuh
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