It Ain’t My Fault - Masta Sweet & Da Sweet Boyz Cartel

🎤 TRACK TITLE: “Candy Cartel (Ain’t My Fault)” Artist: Masta Sweet & the Sweet Boyz Cartel Produced by: Sugar Blade x Cold Kandy [INTRO – TALK SHIT / SET TONE] Ughhh... Y’all talkin’ sweet but ain’t built for this toothache... We flood blocks wit' them suckers and syrup. Masta Sweet, baby... we the reason the kids don’t sleep. [VERSE 1] I got a trunk full of candy, ain't none of it legal Gummy bricks wrapped tight like a church cathedral On the porch with a push pop, countin' my cheddar Fiends hit the corner like “Damn, that’s better!” My Taffy plug from the East, he don’t talk — just nod Licorice lace, in the wraps like a mob god Chocolate in the duffle, nougat in the safe Got Skittles in the pipe if you lookin’ for the taste Hopped out the whip with a jawbreaker grin Every step sound off like a candy-coated sin Ain’t no Willy Wonka, this a cold-ass hustle Where them Laffy Taffy boys get stretched in the struggle [HOOK – BOUNCE-STYLE SHOUT HOOK] Ain’t my fault you got cavities! We move sweets like they savagery! Candy on deck like calories — Pop rocks bang in the trunk, no batteries! Ain’t my fault you got a sweet tooth! We flood the block with the real truth! You want licks? Then pay your dues — This sugar got weight, break jaws, break rules! [VERSE 2] I'm the kingpin of them candy lanes Make a lollipop dance like she feelin' the flame Move a hundred Butterfingers by the end of the night Still got that Fun Dip tucked under the Sprite Sour patch stash in the crown of my cap Pushin' cotton candy packs in the back of the trap Ain’t no sprinkles, just pistol grips If a hater want smoke, he gon’ taste that Twix Bubblegum dreams in a concrete scheme But every wrapper got a barcode and a murder theme This ain’t no treat — this the candy war Where we load up the Pez and settle the score [HOOK – REPEAT, MORE GRIT] Ain’t my fault you got cavities! We move sweets like they savagery! Candy on deck like calories — Pop rocks bang in the trunk, no batteries! Ain’t my fault you got a sweet tooth! We flood the block with the real truth! You want licks? Then pay your dues — This sugar got weight, break jaws, break rules! [BRIDGE – TALK-IN W/ AD-LIBS] They thought it was jokes ‘til they seen the stash... Teddy Grahams stuffed with the stash in the dash Bubble tape packs gettin’ flipped for racks And that ice cream truck? That’s the candy trap! [VERSE 3] Look— I done seen fiends fall for a peppermint twist Get stuck on that drip, now they suckin’ on fists This that powdered Kool-Aid, raw in the street With a cherry red beam and a sugarcane heat My snickerdoodle shooter got a marshmallow temper He’ll air out the fair for a Kit-Kat vendor This ain’t no candyland, this a hard hat zone Where the Smarties get dumb, and they never come home [OUTRO – SOUTHERN BOUNCE FADEOUT] Yeah... It ain’t my fault you crave the taste That sweet got bite, that jaw misplaced Masta Sweet don’t play in the sugar game Cartel stamped — remember the name (Samples fade: "It ain’t my fault…" distorted over trunk-bass)