Codeine Lyrics – NAV, Gunna
Singer: NAV, Gunna
Title: Codeine
they shooting sh#t up, ODing
Probably ’cause you ain’t got no old jeans
Don’t start drinking if you don’t know me
Had a bad relationship with codeine
Dripping every day, I’m so fresh, so clean
Quality stones, VVS on me
****ing with a G, I let it
Got my forty racks stuffed inside of my jeans
It don’t cost jack, get you whacked for free
I don’t eat steak but I’m ready for beef
Told you that I quit but I still pop beans
’til I crack my teeth (Yeah)
Got the poles, gotta keep two at least
Half a brick going three, four for a piece
My brother hit a lick for five, six keys
Now he got the same AP as me (Yeah)
My brother got the same AP as me
I’m smoking Biscotti, I don’t smoke OG
I bought your b#tch Hibachi for seventy Gs
I told her come around and pour a little Celine
I pull out that convertible just for the breeze
I let my lil’ nephew hold an SRT
We pullin’ up on Elliot for real VVs
What I made off of streaming, I was selling CDs
I call her my lil’ freak ’cause she get it off me
She give a n#gg# head while I’m playing in her weave
I got too many vibes, I brought sand to the b#tches
Me and NAV getting high when we on a shopping spree
Double-cup styrofoam, fill it with codeine
I need it every day, and don’t tell me I’m a fiend
You gon’ really feel it when you chewin’ on a bean
I been out my mind ****in’ b#tches by the threes
Speeding in the Benz and the tank on E
You gotta go and get it, don’t nothing come free
I’m standing rock-solid but I ain’t harder than
Rick Owens demin with the Chrome Heart tees
We some big dawgs and we out of your league
I spend it in the mall, twenty thousand on jeans
My and Wheezy Wave having codeine dreams
n#gg# play with me, get sprayed at your team
they shooting sh#t up, ODing
Probably ’cause you ain’t got no old jeans
Don’t start drinking if you don’t know me
Had a bad relationship with codeine
Dripping every day, I’m so fresh, so clean
Quality stones, VVS on me
****ing with a G, I let it
Got my forty racks stuffed inside of my jeans
It don’t cost jack, get you whacked for free
I don’t eat steak but I’m ready for beef
Told you that I quit but I still pop beans
’til I crack my teeth (Yeah)
Got the poles, gotta keep two at least
Half a brick going three, four for a piece
My brother hit a lick for five, six keys
Now he got the same AP as me (Yeah)
LV pants got a permanent crease
You ain’t got nothing on I ain’t seen
Runnin’ out of time, I increased my speed
Yeah, it feel good, but I’m watching for the team
Different designers rapped ’round my feet
Rocking Dior with flies and beeps
You was talking sh#t, now your #ss getting beat
Quick you in the face with a Off-White cleat
I was splitting tickets out at TTC
You know I stay with S-L-I-M-Es
My whole city beefin’, mad cow disease
Play with us, you must wanna D-I-E
Lately, all these rappers are C-A-P
When I’m off the Addies, I don’t E-A-T
It’s hard getting S-L-E-E-P
Pray bros get F-R-E-E (Yeah)
they shooting sh#t up, ODing
Probably ’cause you ain’t got no old jeans
Don’t start drinking if you don’t know me
Had a bad relationship with codeine
Dripping every day, I’m so fresh, so clean
Quality stones, VVS on me
****ing with a G, I let it
Got my forty racks stuffed inside of my jeans
It don’t cost jack, get you whacked for free
I don’t eat steak but I’m ready for beef
Told you that I quit but I still pop beans
’til I crack my teeth (Yeah)
Got the poles, gotta keep two at least
Half a brick going three, four for a piece
My brother hit a lick for five, six keys
Now he got the same AP as me (Yeah)
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