EYECANDY (feat. Ima)

Undermined Butterflies Blooming in the summertime You dont got the love Well Baby just have some of mine Spittin just a couple rhymes Got that shit on double time Birdy made these beats For the purpose of to humble mine Bungalos Summer shows Flexin with ya sum of clothes Many doors open But that only means that others close Flexin with a ton of hoes Showin off your summer homes Got my eyes open So I really dont need none of those Im good Im chill Im fine and dandy Sweet on the eyes So they call me eye candy Up in the clouds And you know I aint landing Give up the ovation Cuz im still standing Give it to me right now Ready to take flight now Every single person got some words they wanna Write down Look up and say oh my Girl you know im so fly You can call me nog Thats the name I tend to go by Wait wait wait What was my next verse Fuck Well Im Hoppin over lilypads Get these bitches really mad Cuz i turn the heat up Like a mother fucking trinidad Countin up the minutes had Got a bitch that really bad Crossing that line That I thought that I had finished at Sippin on a juice box Double time like two clocks One hands got a dollar And the others gotta boom box Stuntin out the shoe box Dancing round the juke box Bound to get lockjaw With all the shit that you talk Damn