This is a song about "Candy"

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Like an ose; i am grandi, like your kids; i want candy

My nigga i'm blowing o's, she blowing coke, candy for the nose

I'm chasing money, not the liquor, y'all ain't even close

If i don’t make it, then somebody tell my son screen

I stay spitting bars like metronome candy machine.

Hello chubsy wubsy, if i were candy, you'd love me

For shootin' done to you or we're losin' money

It has been this way

Go suck your candy away,

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Took a trip to a market, and saw all the candy

Candy shop 50 cents in my pocket gimme it

Shit i represent is killin' niggas and shit

50,000 ones before i hit up the candy

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see