Uh
(Ayo, that's nickk)
Yeah
Nigga, I sip codeine in a, uh-huh
Bitch, I brought my Glock, brought my damn pole
Bitch, I keep that nine, let it, yeah, uh
My nigga ridin', he ridin' with the K, yeah
My nigga, he go down, uh, uh-huh
Yeah, I'm on Oxy', lettin' it spray, yeah, ayy
Nigga, I'm on Oxy', let shit spray, yeah
Ayy, runnin' around with that magazine, yeah
We got too much paper, that's why they mad at me, yeah
I'm in the H, high rise, yeah, livin' lavishly, yeah
His ho, she a freak, she eat in the backseat, yeah, uh
Ayy, nigga ridin' 'round with the Glocks out, yeah
Nigga ridin' 'round with the Glocks out while the cops out, yeah
Nigga, fuck 12, yeah, 'cause I know them opps out, yeah
So we keep one whenever we pop out, yeah
Fell in love with codeine, it mean so much to me, yeah
I just fucked this ho, that shit was nothin' to me, yeah
I just blew like five racks, it was nothin' to me
Niggas, yeah, they still hatin', but they still under me, yeah
If a nigga shoot this way, just know we shootin' back, yeah
The whole pint full of Tris, nigga know I ran through that, yeah, huh
Spent your invest on drank, lil' nigga, I blew that
No need for a vest, FN 5.7s rip through that, yeah, huh
Cut a lil' ho off, I'm finna go fuck on her friend, yeah
Oxy' and codeine wash away all of my sins, yeah
Fuck these rap niggas, boy, don't call me no twin
And if it's for five racks then, nah, boy, I'm goin'
Ayy, for five racks then, uh-huh
All my niggas, yeah, they ready, uh-huh
5.7 bullets, nigga, yeah, they rip through that
No need for a vest, lil' nigga, FN rip right through that, uh-huh
Big-ass bullets, ha, Glocks out, nigga, ayy
Let it go, let 'em rip
Nah, nah, codeine
I'm on Oxy', yeah, bitch, you know me
