| Yeah, yeah |
| Yeah |
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| When I'm backstage, I got K's, I got rounds |
| Fuck a opp nigga, yeah, blow him down |
| Think it's safe, nigga? We blow you down |
| Brand new Draco, that bitch, boy, got rounds |
| Mm, start my day off, I go spend a whole hunnid' |
| I'm mixin' the new load with old money |
| Play dumb on a bitch, I don't know nothin' |
| Niggas barter like, "Kan', lemme' hold somethin'" |
| I'm in Skyami high in the clouds |
| I'm in Rick Owens, finna cash out (Ooh) |
| I'm in Skyami rollin' up loud (Ooh) |
| And I'm tryna buy all the drank out (Ooh) |
| I'm impressed, nigga, you know I'm payin' shit |
| Unload the clip, ain't no panickin' |
| We leave you stiff like the mannequin |
| Pull a hundred racks out on some cool shit |
| Brought straight out the trench, out the bool-pit |
| Hit up the bank, pull out dogshit |
| We buy them Percs, yeah, we Kosher (Yeah) |
| I don't fear dope how I'm coughin' (Yeah) |
| I don't fear dope how I'm nauseous |
| I don't fear dope how I'm nauseous |
| I had to run that shit up a thousand times, and times before |
| We high as fuck, pourin' codeine up, nigga filled my cup up with dope |
| Higher than a bitch off dope |
| I'm geeked up, I ain't losin' my focus |
| Pourin' that codeine up, I'm tree high, yeah, how I be rollin' |
| I'm reclinin' the seats in the Maybach |
| This bitch dyin' to link, I'ma slay that |
| Hunnid' roxies, the scene gettin' paid, yeah |
| Threw a ho out the V, leave 'em— fff |
| Huh, hop out the V, leave him flatline |
| I'm on that codeine in the pastime |
| I spend that codeine on VETEMENTS, tsch |
| Uh-uh, uh, tsch |
| I spend that codeine on— (VETEMENTS), yeah |
| I'm spendin' codeine on VET', yeah (Yeah) |
| I spend that codeine on VET' (VETEMENTS) |
| I spend that codeine on VET', huh (Yeah) |
| I spend that codeine on VET', huh (Huh) |
| I spend that codeine on VET' (Yeah) |
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