Candy Paint Lyrics - Post Malone

Yeah, yeah, mmm 

Candy paint with the white on top 

Lambo doors are the oo-op drop 

If you busy plotting on what I got 

Kick in your door, that's what you thought 

Hundred thousand dollars on the table top 

Half price my whips same price my watch 

Got no jumper but I ball a lot 

Bitch I'm young stoney, I do what I want 

Candy paint with the white on top 

Lambo doors are the oo-op drop 

If you busy plotting on what I got 

Kick in your door, that's what you thought 

Hundred thousand dollars on the table top 

Half price my whips same price my watch 

Got no jumper but I ball a lot 

Bitch I'm young stoney, I do what I want 

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Didn't know that was your girl when she gave me top 

Kicked her out the Rolls said, "Thanks a lot" 

God damn I love paper, like I'm Michael Scott 

I can do things that your man cannot 

Slide boy comin' down 

Damn I'm hot 

Everybody say that I gotta be stopped 

Even though my final form ain't unlocked 

I'm so far ahead of you motherfuckers 

How you comprehend what you ain't understanding? 

Count a hundred bands and I watch it vanish 

Diamonds going crazy like they on the dance floor 

Got a lot of ass, nothing I can't handle 

Flavor that's whatever, you should try a sample 

Baby I'm the boss like I'm Tony Danza 

Everybody trying to tell me what I stand for 

But you don't fucking know me homie you don't want war 

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Candy paint with the white on top 

Lambo doors are the oo-op drop 

If you busy plotting on what I got 

Kick in your door, that's what you thought 

Hundred thousand dollars on the table top 

Half price my whips same price my watch 

Got no jumper but I ball a lot 

Bitch I'm young stoney, I do what I want 

Candy paint with the white on top 

Lambo doors are the oo-op drop 

If you busy plotting on what I got 

Kick in your door, that's what you thought 

Hundred thousand dollars on the table top 

Half price my whips same price my watch 

Got no jumper but I ball a lot 

Bitch I'm young stoney, I do what I want 

I've been rolling twenty ash, hit the road 

Hit the switch up the suicide doors 

We already know you vanished though 

Hit my momma when I ride in that, oh 

All these motherfuckers so false with me 

If your money funny, don't talk to me (nah) 

I know there is shit that you could offer me 

Take a second if you think about crossing me 

Flavor that's whatever, you should try a sample 

Baby I'm the boss like I'm Tony Danza 

Everybody trying to tell me what I stand for 

But you don't fucking know me homie you don't want war 

Candy paint with the white on top 

Lambo doors are the oo-op drop 

If you busy plotting on what I got 

Kick in your door, that's what you thought 

Hundred thousand dollars on the table top 

Half price my whips same price my watch 

Got no jumper but I ball a lot 

Bitch I'm young stoney, I do what I want 

Candy paint with the white on top 

Lambo doors are the oo-op drop 

If you busy plotting on what I got 

Kick in your door, that's what you thought 

Hundred thousand dollars on the table top 

Half price my whips same price my watch 

Got no jumper but I ball a lot 

Bitch I'm young stoney, I do what I want