BBOY ZERO - Digital Candyland (feat. sk8terwang)

I got ice all on my neck, running up a check
Checking every box, call me hungry box
What else do you know? Captain of my soul
Finna prevail, see the Soleil
I can see the light
Riding through the night, not a car in sight
Working 9-5, that’ll end my life
Gotta chase my goals
I got ice all on my neck, running up a check
Checking every box, call me hungry box
What else do you know? Captain of my soul
Finna prevail, see the Soleil
I can see the light
Riding through the night, not a car in sight
Working 9-5, that’ll end my life
Gotta chase my goals
I got that gold, I got that Pikachu lemonade
Call up your girl and I serenade
I Do it so well now she in my room
Now we be fucking to several tunes
Breaking it down I don’t ever stop
I’m a dreidel, I’m a spinning top
Pop it and lock it like it’s the 80’s
But this ain’t no fad cause the music made me
My shit too fly, AIRB&B
Prolly be gone for a couple of weeks
Got off the phone with the flight attendant
She heard this song it sound like a
Digital CandyLand turn up the fuzz
Cotton Candy colors blue with the puff
Jiggy with my flow Call me Banjo
Every time we roll up I always got
Ice all on my neck, running up a check
Checking every box, call me hungry box
What else do you know? Captain of my soul
Finna prevail, see the Soleil
I can see the light
Riding through the night, not a car in sight
Working 9-5, that’ll end my life
Gotta chase my goals
I got ice all on my neck, running up a check
Checking every box, call me hungry box
What else do you know? Captain of my soul
Finna prevail, see the Soleil
I can see the light
Riding through the night, not a car in sight
Working 9-5, that’ll end my life
Gotta chase my goals
I got the credit I get it I get it
I stick to my methods young Anthony Bennett
Your bitch I’m not stressin’ big mad like she Benson
Her name out my head like the Theory of Nelson
On bended knee finna pop the big question
And tell your lil’ bitch to go hop out my mentions
Pull up in a Lexus might pull up in Venice
And grab a few bitches and show em big Texas
It’s kinda precious how niggas get jealous when
You doing good and got food on your plate
And bitch for some money but steadily hate
So you gotta cut 'em and let 'em get straight
That’s word to my niggas who fully relate
And fuck all you niggas that lied to my face
Say I'll change up when I go leave my state
I guess they gon’ have to just see and then wait
Woah, woah yeah
Woah
Woah, woah yeah
Woah
Woah, woah yeah
Woah
Oh, oh, oh, oh

Written by:
Jadden Kihwili, Zach Clar

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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