Chris didn't like Xans Ohhh Pour codeine and I sing when I'm mad, mad, mad Pour codeine on the scene (Yeah) Jambo Le-le-lean, le-le-lean Ohh-agh Let's go
I pour codeine on the scene, interrupt my dream Nigga I'ma be mad (Yeah) Nigga, fuck you mean, I'm gettin' this green, I'm gettin' to the cream and the cash (Yeah) Always I'ma keep a gun on me, I dare if a nigga try blast (Yeah) I already think I'm dyin', ain't finna let nobody gimme my last day Two blunts to the face, can't see straight You leased your car no rebate I remember doing Xanax bars in the stars, I was tryna sleep my days away I remember feeling washed up like that gold clock around the neck of Flavor Flav Nowadays I wake up and I pray I won't go astray
Bitch, I'm a criminal, turned to a general Don't do subliminals (Uh, uh) Bitch, I ain't feeling you, never been into you Emotionally I'm killing you (Uh) Bathing Ape tennis shoe, designer plentiful Make it look simple (Uh, uh) Bitch, I ain't licking you, bitch, I ain't eating you Your man just sent you off Two dicks in my pants, pause One is the clip and one is my cock One of 'em will shoot your man in the face And the other one it start abusing your jaw Niggas be fake and they incriminate you Will never know if I'm abusing the law Circle is small, like a red dot
Hunnid niggas, hunnid red beams, that's polka dot Shoot twice make a nigga dance, that's poker shot He as tough as a teddy bear in a halter top That man, he don't want no smoke at all Turn him to a pack, smoke it all
I pour codeine on the scene, interrupt my dream Nigga I'ma be mad (Yeah) Nigga, fuck you mean, I'm gettin' this green, I'm gettin' to the cream and the cash (Yeah) Always I'ma keep a gun on me, I dare if a nigga try blast (Yeah) I already think I'm dyin', ain't finna let nobody gimme my last day Two blunts to the face, can't see straight You leased your car no rebate I remember doing Xanax bars in the stars, I was tryna sleep my days away I remember feeling washed up like that gold clock around the neck of Flavor Flav Nowadays I wake up and I pray I won't go astray
Wake up and I pray that I got peace I don't really got no peace, I'm with niggas from over east Choppa turn you into beef, cook you, like beef I'ma keep it brief, she suck me through my briefs (Let's go) Whole world hatin' on me and my main thing-thing-thing-thing She tried make me go get a weddin' ring-ring-ring-ring Yellow diamonds and no doubts that's everything, everything (Jizow) She said the only reason she will leave if I get back on morphine, morphine (Oh) Turn her pussy to Squirtle, oh, oh That slim ass waist, no girdle You look good in a Versace fur coat I put the Gucci earrings in your earlobe Margiela on you cause you don't fuck with shell toes Looking at the past how I really need to let go Half them niggas you had weren't special All them bitches I had was messy, you clean it up like a janitor (Messy) I eat up like I'm starving (Hungry) Before I eat her pussy, I gotta bless I'ma beat it up till I'm out of breath I'ma fuck her 'til you get up and left After that pour a four in the tech Runneth over on her titties
I pour codeine on the scene, interrupt my dream Nigga I'ma be mad (Yeah) Nigga, fuck you mean, I'm gettin' this green, I'm gettin' to the cream and the cash (Yeah) Always I'ma keep a gun on me, I dare if a nigga try blast I already think I'm dyin', ain't finna let nobody gimme my last day Two blunts to the face, can't see straight You leased your car no rebate I remember doing Xanax bars in the stars, I was tryna sleep my days away I remember feeling washed up like that gold clock around the neck of Flavor Flav Nowadays I wake up and I pray I won't go astrayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
