Str8 Outta Candler lyrics

[Intro]
Pablo Juan n*gga
Money, Go Head O
Yeah, yeah, Danny I see you
Let's go, let’s go, yah

[Chorus]
Came from the bottom I ran that sh*t up
I ran into an opp and I shot em
Ride with the stick like I'm Harry Potter
We ain't fighting my diamonds they hit like a boxer
Designer head to toe I’m rocking Cartiers
Gucci socks, I Versace'd my boxers
Money, plugs, and guns fill up the roster
Ain't ducking we want all the smoke like the Rastas
Straight outta Candler this cops and robbers
We ain't playing I couldn't even afford Red Lobster
Found me a plug and I put my n*ggas on
We was tryna run it up like the mobsters
Grew up with junkies ain't scared of no monsters
Get you a bomb and then anything possible
Keep you a gun cuz these n*ggas be watching
Please don't run up cuz a n*gga gon' pop em

[Verse]
Ride in a Honda Accord I ain’t have a plug
Used to try to get the pack and get it off
7 grams went to a half an ounce
I lean with it, rock with it, the trap bounce
Stood in apartments right on the porch
Used to trap it right off the green box
n*gga still got n*ggas locked up
Free my n*ggas I sent em a green dot
Real Ahk on the corner with bean pies
Spending all day on the block I don’t get tired
Trapping done made me a boss I can't get fired
n*gga we hustle all you do is di*kride
Sell you 3 for the 10 that’s a Nicki Minaj
Got a Draco with nuts and it's hard to disguise
All my n*ggas gon' clutch and they ready to ride
I know you a snitch I see it in your eyes
I'm the real Candler Road
Really done sold dope
Apartments we was busting down bricks like a dojo
You a male hoe you a jiggalo
Put the dope on the street call it death row
Put the chopper with beam and a telescope
I put monkey nuts on that Draco
pus*y n*gga what you hang for? (pus*y)
[Chorus]
Came from the bottom I ran that sh*t up
I ran into an opp and I shot em
Ride with the stick like I’m Harry Potter
We ain't fighting my diamonds they hit like a boxer
Designer head to toe I'm rocking Cartiers
Gucci socks, I Versace'd my boxers
Money, plugs, and guns fill up the roster
Ain't ducking we want all the smoke like the Rastas
Straight outta Candler this cops and robbers
We ain't playing I couldn't even afford Red Lobster
Found me a plug and I put my n*ggas on
We was tryna run it up like the mobsters
Grew up with junkies ain't scared of no monsters
Get you a bomb and then anything possible
Keep you a gun cuz these n*ggas be watching
Please don't run up cuz a n*gga gon' pop em