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Candy (RainingLol)
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Candy (RainingLol) was released on June 16, 2026 by RainingLol as a part of the album Candy (RainingLol) - Single
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Release DateJune 16, 2026
LabelRainingLol
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM73

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
RainingLol
RainingLol
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
RainingLol
RainingLol
Songwriter
Kingston Dion Banks
Kingston Dion Banks
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
bleedtek
bleedtek
Producer

Lyrics

Woo, woo
Woo, woo, woo, w-w-w-w—
(Yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah)
Dropped two-hundred ****, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Might just beat your pussy, woo
Dropped two-hundred ****, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Might just beat your pussy, woo
Bro caught me doing angel dust, a-angel dust, a-angel dust-dust
My gun shoot your brain and blood
I-I rock out, it's raining blood
Fwah, yeah, I fill my house up with dancers (Yeah)
Yeah, I-I get so high, gotta pivot
Yeah, well, I'm too fly on these ****
Yeah, b-back out just like abandoned
Yeah, I'm taking these five like candy (Yeah)
Yeah, I'm taking these five like candy
Yeah, my diamonds, they shine, I be panicking
Yeah, I lace up a shiesty with paint
Y-Y-Y-Ye-ye-yeah, tatted my momma, not playing (Slatt)
I woke up and put in that pain (Yeah)
These diamonds, they bust on my chain (Woah)
My bitch never talk to a lame, yeah (Yeah)
Make a **** run from the lead (Boop-boop-boop-boop-boop) (Blatt)
I shoot like a shark, get 'em played (Blatt)
I shoot like a shark, get 'em played (Blatt)
I shoot like a shark, get 'em played
Bitch, she want me, goals (Woah)
Bitch, better wipe your nose (Yeah)
Feet all-white, let's go (What?)
New whip, it's white, on God (On God)
Hit new clip and shot on go
****, I was talking my shit for the Pope
I was tryna fuck a white ho on a boat
She got some white, I snort on snow
Dropped two-hundred ****, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Might just beat your pussy, woo
Dropped two-hundred ****, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Might just beat your pussy, woo
Bro caught me doing angel dust, a-angel dust, a-angel dust-dust
My gun shoot your brain and blood
I rock out, it's raining blood
Fwah, yeah, I fill my house up with dancers (Yeah)
Yeah, I-I get so high, gotta pivot
Yeah, well, I'm too fly on these ****
Yeah, b-back out just like abandoned
Yeah, I'm taking these five like candy (Yeah)
Yeah, I'm taking these five like candy
Yeah, my diamonds, they shine, I be panicking
Yeah, I lace up a shiesty with paint
Y-Y-Y-Ye-ye-yeah, tatted my momma, not playing (Slatt)
I woke up and put in that pain (Yeah)
These diamonds, they bust on my chain (Woah)
My bitch never talk to a lame, yeah (Yeah)
Make a **** run from the lead (Boop-boop-boop-boop-boop) (Blatt)
I shoot like a shark, get 'em played (Blatt)
I shoot like a shark, get 'em played (Blatt)
I shoot like a shark, get 'em played
Written by: Kingston Dion Banks
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