TokyoAnt - Lit Like a Candle

Hey Ladies and Gentlemen
I just want to thank you all for coming out to the Tokyo Drift Show
I hope you all been enjoying yourself
Aye, don't forget to grab some popcorn cause this shit not over
Far from over, I hope y'all vibing
Thank you

Tokyo, Let's Go!
Flexin' on yo mama
I'm the shit like dirty diapers
Whip that white, that arm&hammer
This ain't coke, no, this that Fanta
Keep it dirty like Diana
Yea, my jewels dipset, Santana
Beating that p*ssy like Rambo
I wanna hump like a camel
She came over, spreading eagle
So freaky like Tokyo put me on camera (Put Me on Camera)
Feel like the sheriff with these twin Desert eagles like I cannot run out of amo
I go ape, Mojo Jojo, I'm draped up in this bape camo
Choppa sing like American idol
They steady talking about titles
But when I come it's dead on arrival
I had to kill all my rivals
Screaming cream, like it's my survival tactic
Money flip, watch it flip like it's gymnastics
Rubber band man, keep popping elastic
Making it stretch like Mr. Fantastic
Persian fabric, yea I drip like Aladdin
Smooth like Johnson, 32 with the magic
We Ship it and move it in uhauls
These lil n***as funny, lil Duvall
Living my best life, can't go back and forth with you all
Can't complain, I'ma maintain
Keep them fucking snakes off of my plane
No Samuel L. But I'm from Jackson
Where I had to make it all happen
Version came clearer through every actions
Speaking my prophecy just through this rapping

Dunking on niggas, arm in the basket (Arm in the basket)
Might hang from that bitch, so you can catch it (So them n***as can catch it)
Killing these niggas prepare for yo casket (Man, prepare for yo casket)
Came back from the dead I'm feeling like Lazarus
Dunking on niggas, arm in the basket
Might hang from that bitch, so you can catch it
Killing these niggas prepare for ya casket
(Oh)
Dunking on niggas, arm in the basket
Might hang from that bitch, so you can catch it
Killing these niggas prepare for ya casket (Oh)

(Yeah, Yeah)

I remember they was laughing
Yea they thought I was a has-been
Hopped on the track and I lapped 'em
Came in this b*tch hard to handle
Gotta stay lit like a candle
Came in this b*tch hard to handle
Gotta stay lit like a candle
Came in this b*tch hard to handle

Written by:
Anton Maxwell

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