Never Change lyrics

[Verse 1: Candypaint]
Lime Green, Saleen, n*gga chop the roof off
Robin Jeans with the wings, n*gga almost flew off
Bad b*tch, at my crib, b*tch kick your shoes off
Talkin' crazy, had to smack her, she was acting rude dog
Pulled up, Benz Truck, now these n*ggas staring
Take a look at my wrist, got my diamonds glaring (Aye)
Mystic Berry Blue be the color of my whip
Tech-9 on my back, make a n*gga hit the whip
Got these hoes on my line, now I got 'em on my di*k (Aye)
30 shots Al Capone (Aye)
Send them shots at your dome (Aye)
Ringing bells like a phone (Aye)
I won't f*ck give me dome (Aye)
Talkin' sh*t grip the chrome (Aye)
I need money Vlone (Aye)
I'm a dog need a bone, I'm a dog need a bone
Percocets in my gut (Yuh)
She just really wanna f*ck (Yuh)
Spent some bands on her butt (Yuh)
He a lame ride the bus (Yuh)
Hit that n*gga with the Draco, hit my crib what's the gate code
Sucking di*k when I say so, she suck my di*k cause my bankroll
That's it n*gga case closed, Body bag for some Pesos
Need the coke hit up Pedro, he got the sh*t but he lay low
All about my cash, I'm bout my green so what you mean? (Aye)
40 lookin' clean (Aye)
Pitbull looking mean (Aye)
Bad b*tch in my scene (Aye)
She ride the di*k when she wanna (Yuh)
Ride the di*k like a Tonka (Yuh)
Riding round with the Yoppa (Yuh)
Hit a n*gga with the Colt (Yuh)
.45 at his throat (Yuh)
Spend them bands on my coat (Yuh)
Young n*gga no joke (Yuh)
No body no case, No f*ck I want face
I been going through a phase, n*gga I ain't have no place
Came up real smooth, big bag of big jewels
All these hoes say I'm rude, all these hoes say I'm cruel
I'm a dog with my leash, rocking NB's like I'm Gleesh
Smoking gas out a leaf, She not f*cking she gone leave
Big house big lease, big bands what you mean? (Aye)
[Verse 2 Intro: Yung Texaco]
Big bands in my jeans
Yung Texaco up on the scene
Ay, what up Candy? What's popping?

[Verse 2: Yung Texaco]
I know some n*ggas that hated but claim that they be with the gang
I know some n*ggas that copied the same n*ggas I thought was stains
I know some n*ggas don't like me, some b*tches don't like me but I'm getting money
I remember back in kindergarten recess, used to squeeze the tooshie
Now I'm balling like a rookie, now I'm rolling up the cookie
I know you b*tch see me stunting, text me say she missed me 'cause I'm playing hookie
Had to cop the 100 piece for my neck cause it got the sweating
I'm gliding like I'm Clyde Drexler
Texaco love flexing
Put a n*gga or a b*tch in they place quick if they talk reckless
Know I need the gold medal, sea monster can't catch me
On the run like Forrest in the woods, know I keep on running
I'm the heat in the oven, your b*tch the meat lover
Run it up till my feet cramp, damn I'ma need some new sneakers
Rick Owens, Raf Simons, Margiela, I'ma need a new sequence
Western Union, Pay-Pal, 300 if your try to cop a feature
I'm the freshest n*gga like Easter, Texaco be the Ether
And you know I'm down to ride or die get it popping like fish grease
n*ggas wanna know the [?], I'ma have to flood the streets