We gon' test they soul with this one
Yeah
Wake the streets up
I
That candy paint
Candy
Rolling dank
Dank
Sipping drank
I
In the candy paint
Sipping
Tearing up the lane
Southside
God bless them street nigga that still here
Eighty-five degrees, mane, the sky clear
I was floatin' through Sunnyside, the park near
Chase the crown, and hold it down another year
Late night on the things, he got a brave heart
This the life of a legend, nigga, my trademark
I got the drop right, I'm at the stoplight
Came out the shop tight, ready for a top flight
Clean, one of the toughest they ever seen
He supreme, rollin' them squares and lookin' mean
On the king, sittin' on the leather now watch him lean
In the lane, hole in the grain, this shit a dream safe
I
That candy paint
Rolling dank
Sipping drank
Tear da lane up
I
I
In the candy paint
You can feel it, can't you?
Sipping
Tearing up the lane
Catch me flyin' on fifty-nine, I'm in the wind
State Troopers is still loopin' on 6-10
Fresh plates on eighty-eight, the other way
Emancipation' in forty-five, I'm in the tre
Keep killin', ragtop peelin'
I'm a real street nigga, I deserve this feelin'
Paint just drippin', I'm chillin'
Eighty-fours, fresh low pros, no ceilin', no slippin'
Keep tippin' on this H-Town slab
If that shoe fits, buy it, if you got it, pay the tab
Hold it, tearing up the lane like a G
They ain't never seen a nigga like me
DonKey, say
I
This what the culture look like in motion
That candy paint
Rolling dank
One time
Sipping drank
I
I
In the candy paint
The candy paint
Sipping
Sipping
Tearing up the lane
It feels so beautiful
Tearing up the lane
In the candy paint
In the candy paint
Southside
In the candy paint
