Lil Candy Paint
EXTRA
[Intro]
12Hunna on the beat
DJ Flip, make the money flip

[Chorus: ATL Smook]
Extra, come thru' slidin' in a Tesla (In that Tesla)
For the bag, I do the most, I am so extra
Wrestler, I be flexed up like a wrestler (Like a wrestler)
And I got plenty of hoes, call me Hugh Hefner
Extra, roll too many grams, that's extra, that's regular
His bitch keep calling my cellular, she extra (So extra)
Come thru' shinin' with my necklace, I'm extra (So extra)
Swear that I'm so extra, so extra

[Verse 1: Lil Candy Paint]
Ayy, swear that I'm so еxtra (I'm so extra)
I get the cheesе, I love that cheddar, Chester
And my diamonds lookin' wetter, better
I pour that lean and I don't measure (Measure)
And she seen that I'ma flexer (Flexer)
Used to hit them juggs while runnin' in them Teslas (Extra)
Yeah, I had to count extra (Count extra)
Tell your broke ass boyfriend he can come and test us (Test us)
Got a couple juggs in Texas (Down in Texas)
And my n***as down to scratch you off that check list (That check list)
I be ballin', check my necklace (My necklace)
Spent a lot, I'm down to spend some extra
[Chorus: ATL Smook]
Extra, come thru' slidin' in a Tesla (In that Tesla)
For the bag, I do the most, I am so extra
Wrestler, I be flexed up like a wrestler (Like a wrestler)
And I got plenty of hoes, call me Hugh Hefner
Extra, roll too many grams, that's extra, that's regular
His bitch keep calling my cellular, she extra (So extra)
Come thru' shinin' with my necklace, I'm extra (So extra)
Swear that I'm so extra, so extra

[Verse 2: ATL Smook]
Them boys talkin' beef done got me fed up (Fed up)
Told my shooter, when we slide keep yo' head up (Head up)
This a FN boo, this not a Baretta (Baretta)
Like a rocker, I keep heavy metal (Heavy metal)
I think his bitch did me like a [?] (Like a [?])
But I can't let let this lil' bitch feel some special
I get high take off like a space shuttle (Space shuttle)
Sippin' on this goop like my cup [?]
Disrespect the gang and it's a Royal Rumble (Royal Rumble)
Choppa bullets hit him, make a n***a fumble (Make a n***a fumble)
I don't think that he want it (That he want it)
If he talkin' about that guap, you know I am on it

[Chorus: ATL Smook]
Extra, come thru' slidin' in a Tesla (In that Tesla)
For the bag, I do the most, I am so extra
Wrestler, I be flexed up like a wrestler (Like a wrestler)
And I got plenty of hoes, call me Hugh Hefner
Extra, roll too many grams, that's extra, that's regular
His bitch keep calling my cellular, she extra (So extra)
Come thru' shinin' with my necklace, I'm extra (So extra)
Swear that I'm so extra, so extra