CANDYPAINT by CAMPVAMPZ Lyrics

[Intro]
You are now listening to CAMPVAMPZ radio, bitch
Damn, son, where'd you find this?

[Verse 1: crusifye]
Racks in my backpack, shawty in my CashApp
Knock you off in the [?], gun up in my backpack
Save up all my racks, racks, 'cause yo' shit right back, back
I be fuckin' on her, I be stayin', I ain't cummin'
Yeah, I just turned your Internet off, what a bummer
Me and FILTH up in this bitch, hot like some summer
CAMPVAMPZ to my death, we ain't like no other
I'm smokin' on diesel, I'm rollin' my gas
I got that candy paint right on my lap (Fuck, yeah)

[Verse 2: FILTH]
VAMPZ so tight, yeah, you ain't workin' it
I'ma pull up to your house, I'ma punch you in the lip
Yeah, I don't want shit, here's a fuckin' tip:
Go-Go-Go-Go ahead and suck my muh'fuckin' dick, yeah
Talkin' all that shit, let the .30 meet your head
Yeah, oh my God, FILTH, I got the muh'fuckin' drip
I'ma pull up to your house, grab your neck, snip, snip, snip, snip
Yeah, you-you-you a muh'fuckin' bitch
[Outro]
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