old skool - codeine lyrics
[verse 1]
i got your b-tch on that lean (act)
i put your b-tch on some speed (white)
pullin’ up makin’ a scene (pull up)
cuz’ i’m gon’ spray with machines (grra)
i’m a rockstar just like gene (simmons)
everyday countin’ greens (racks)
everyday smokin’ green (uh)
feelin’ sleepy from the promethazine
codeine drive me crazy (lean)
lean on rocks and some oxy (oxycontin)
sippin’ i feel lazy (sip)
cuban chains they icy (ice)
i don’t no xans (no)
but i put your girl on xannies (xans)
smokin’ cookie in a new mercedes (cookie)
bad b-tch she swallowing my babies (bad)
young rich n-gga i’m gettin’ paid (money)
shoot a n-gga like i’m dwyane wade (brr)
big mansion got 5 maids (5)
playin’ b-tches like it’s arcade (hey)
pull up on your block with a ak (grra)
runnin’ from the cops i got pace (run it up)
keep my racks in the briefcase (racks)
ice on my neck that sh-t weigh (ugh)
ice on my neck that sh-t heavy (heavy)
rope chains on me look like spaghetti (ice)
white gold on me i look like a yeti (ice)
run to the money i’m gettin’ sweaty (cash)
you makin’ me laugh, murphy eddy (eddy)
spread the hundos like it’s confetti (spread it)
choppin’ the bricks with machetes (chop it up)
chop up a brick with a machete (yeah)
[chorus]
sippin’ on codeine then i put your girl on bean
maybach limousine
countin’ all the green, broke the money machine
that’s my routine
sippin’ on that drank boy i spilt it all up on my jeans
bad b-tches around me and all of them wet just like a canteen
[verse 2]
i’m makin money and all you n-ggas jealous
$100,000 i spent on my new necklace (ice)
tossin’ b-tches out the window like a lettuce
hop on the private jet and i fly to venice (fly)
hop in the bentley go with my b-tch to paris (go)
you talkin’ sh-t and then deal with consequences
pull up with dracos you n-ggas feel embar-ssed (draco)
old skool patron, you know i’m the town sherriff (patron)
you n-ggas hatin’ and i’m just feeling careless (no f-cks)
at the crib beatin’ the pot like i’m chuck norris (beat it up)
all my cars foreign, all my b-tches foreign
ballin’ on you n-ggas like i’m james harden (ball)
sippin actavis, i’m sleepy, i’m snoring (act)
i’m the king of the jungle, i be roaring (lion)
unlaced one’s on my feet, air jordan
download the keys to the streets like a torrent
designer kicks when i ball (ball)
spent 4 racks in the mall (racks)
i play with your b-tch like a doll (b-tch)
i make her sing like she paul (sing it)
do a show in montreal (show)
kickin’ it, drinkin’ alcohol (kick it)
kick it with a thot like i’m shawn (michaels)
diamonds eat, cholesterol (eat it up)
your b-tch is now my new moll (b-tch)
pull up on a n-gga and i crawl (pull up)
money, cars, i got it all (i got it)
clothes come from france, they gauls (french)
hoes come from france, they gauls (french)
clothes, they french, they gauls
hoes, they french, they gauls
money, jewerly, got it all (hey)
[chorus]
sippin’ on codeine then i put your girl on bean
maybach limousine
countin’ all the green, broke the money machine
that’s my routine
sippin’ on that drank boy i spilt it all up on my jeans
bad b-tches around me and all of them wet just like a canteen
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