Woohoo - Lil Candy Paint

Pussy real good, I’ma double back

Lil' shawty flexing racks but we doubled that, yeah

In the airport with a hundred racks

Jumping off the PJ, I’ma stunt with that, yeah

You better call Gunna for that Birkin bag

Pardon me, baby, you ain’t getting shit, yeah

It ain’t 'bout money, don’t hit me up

Off of that drank, I ain’t giving it up

She keep going, «Woohoo, woohoo»

Yeah, nigga, woohoo, yeah, geeked off woohoo, yeah

Woohoo, ayy, geeked off woohoo, yeah

Woohoo, yeah, ayy, woohoo, yeah

I’m geeked up, got cups of promethazine

I might pull out a whip that you never seen

I got shooters crash that’ll catch a death for me

I’ma be a real nigga 'til the death of me

Nigga think I’m with his bitch, or he texting me

Got a lime green whip, they’ll remember me

I was laughing at the opps, dropping R.I.P

Got a thirty round clip and it’s stormy, yeah

Woohoo, woohoo, yeah

Woohoo, woohoo, yeah

Woohoo, woohoo, yeah

Woohoo, woohoo, yeah

If the pussy real good, I’ma double back

Lil' shawty flexing racks but we doubled that, yeah

In the airport with a hundred racks

Jumping off the PJ, I’ma stunt with that, yeah

You better call Gunna for that Birkin bag

Pardon me, baby, you ain’t getting shit, yeah

It ain’t 'bout money, don’t hit me up

Off of that drank, I ain’t giving it up

She keep going, «Woohoo, woohoo»

Yeah, nigga, woohoo, yeah, geeked off woohoo, yeah

Woohoo, ayy, geeked off woohoo, yeah

Woohoo, yeah, ayy, woohoo, yeah

I’m geeked up, got cups of promethazine

I might pull out a whip that you never seen

I got shooters crash that’ll catch a death for me

I’ma be a real nigga 'til the death of me

Nigga think I’m with his bitch, or he texting me

Got a lime green whip, they’ll remember me

I was laughing at the opps, dropping R.I.P

Got a thirty round clip and it’s stormy, yeah

Woohoo, woohoo, yeah

Woohoo, woohoo, yeah

Woohoo, woohoo, yeah

Woohoo, woohoo, yeah