[Verse]
Drip so cold, freezer chest on my ride,
Candy painted whip, call it Neapolitan pride.
24's spin slow, syrup in my veins,
Chrome shine bright, Texas heat leaves stains.
Peach fuzz seats, soft touch when I slide,
Vanilla roof melting, chocolate doors glide.
Syrup dreams, lean waves in the stream,
Rolling through the block in my candy-painted ice cream.
[Chorus]
Candy painted ice cream, dripping so clean,
Swangin' down the ave, I’m a slab machine.
24-inch rims, got the world in a gleam,
Screwed up vision in my candy-painted ice cream.
[Verse 2]
Cone-shaped wheels, dipped in caramel glaze,
Windows tinted black, like I'm lost in a haze.
Southern drawl thick, bass shakes the moon,
Trunk rattles loud, echo Texas tunes.
Pineapple paint poppin’, cherry wood dash,
Slide so slow, make the moments last.
Syrupy flow, sticky lines, sweet beam,
Life tastes better in my candy-painted ice cream.
[Pre-Chorus]
Slow motion, dripping potion,
Swerving lanes, devotion.
Candy coated, dreams loaded,
Dirty south, I’m floated.