Cotton Candy lyrics
by Lil Rae
[Intro: Miguel]
Bull, bull, bull like a matador
Quick to dead the bull like a matador
Bull, bull, bull like a matador
Quick to dead the bull like a matador
[Verse 1: DEMIYAA & Lil Rae]
Lil Rae be some other sh*t, I told him lock in 'fore I tweak
I hope y'all hoes don't get the big head, 'cause he know he ain't leavin' me
Slim sh*t, my face a ten, man, y'all lil' hoes ain't seein' me
I don't even do this rap sh*t, but I walk on any beat (Uh, damn, damn, damn)
I ain't keeping this sh*t P (Goddamn)
I hope y'all hoes don't think sh*t sweet (Damn, damn, damn)
b*tch, drop your dot, I ain't tryna talk, b*tch, we can meet (We gon' pull up)
I call Diablo, bet he come hop out on feet
[Verse 2: Lil Rae]
I come through trippin' with that fully stick, gon' tear down every street
.45 ACPs and .223s, they gon' rip through a meat
In the, in the mood to die, drop the dot, boy, we can meet
These n*ggas really wanna be me, know everybody out here P
Got fifty thousand in all pinks and blues, right pocket cotton candy
These Rick Owens, not them other shoes, won't catch me rockin' Lanvins
OD geeked inside this b*tch, I put a Perc' inside my salad
And I take that back, I want a Beyoncé, I don't want no Famous Sally
[Interlude: Lil Rae]
What the f*ck?
The f*ck? Huh
f*ck you talkin' 'bout?
The f*ck you talkin' 'bout, n*gga? f*ck you talkin' 'bout?
f*ck you talkin' 'bout?
Goddamn
[Verse 3: DEMIYAA & Lil Rae]
I don't know why this n*gga think that he can keep on playin' with me
Like he ain't the one that's tappin' out, like I don't be puttin' that boy to sleep
The new score four and 0, y'all lil' hoes done, man, that's a sweep
I hit that ho with a one-two, I'm knockin' sh*t out like I'm Creed
Out the way, please pardon me, these red bottoms, Cardi B
They say I always got an attitude, I guess I'm hard to keep
These lil' hoes copy everything I'm doin', shawty stalkin' me
And if it ain't about the pape', then why the hell you talkin' to me? (Doon-doon-doon)
[Verse 4: Lil Rae]
Man, tell them folks to free L5
I heard he got hit in his head, man, how the hell he still alive?
You keep on screamin' Wicked West, I never seen you on this side
When I'm hittin' lil' Miya from the back, I can't lie, I'ma make her tired (I can't lie, I'm gon' get tired)
Sign to me, you'll get a dub
I walk in the building, all the hoes on me, tryna give me hugs
Back back, ho, you know you a sl*t, I put my thumb in lil' Miya butt
She keep on tellin' me to stop, I'm diggin' deep inside her guts and that's on God (That's on God)
[Outro: Lil Rae]
YCOE
We the biggest in this sh*t
All I see is red
A n*gga play, gon' leave him
Goddamn
Damn, damn, damn
Goddamn
I'm geeked up, I'm geeked up