Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Codeine Habits, artist - Blacc Zacc.
Date of issue: 22.10.2020
Song language: English
Codeine Habits |
I got 30 shots on the Glock, lil nigga |
I got 30 shots for a opp, lil nigga |
I been posted in the trap till my pockets got bigger |
I’m in the spot counting gwop with a dirty ass pistol |
Ran that check up, now these niggas' feelings hurt |
Finger fuck the drac, that’s how you make a chopper squert |
Had to clean the money, I got mines from the dirt |
I be sippin on syrup, like that shit was Butterworth |
I got Codeine habbits |
My hood bitch the baddest |
Real thick bitch, she eat her corn bread and carrots |
She like niggas that be trappin |
We don’t do no cappin |
Trap jumpin like gymnastics |
And that chopper shooting |
I grew up fucking with blocks, reason I got all these watches |
me down from, I know half you hoes impostors |
Bitch doctor, ho quit acting like it’s real |
I might fuck her, I might not |
That all depend on how I feel |
But |
All this shit came from |
For the right price I might |
Still clutching on that |
Bitch fucking on my cousin |
She like that ain’t your brother |
That might become her husband |
Can’t go out like no sucker |
Fuck |
I got 30 shots on the Glock, lil nigga |
I got 30 shots for a opp, lil nigga |
I been posted in the trap till my pockets got bigger |
I’m in the spot counting gwop with a dirty ass pistol |
Ran that check up, now these niggas' feelings hurt |
Finger fuck the drac, that’s how you make a chopper squert |
Had to clean the money, I got mines from the dirt |
I be sippin on syrup, like that shit was Butterworth |
I got Codeine habbits |
My hood bitch the baddest |
Real thick bitch, she eat her corn bread and carrots |
She like niggas that be trappin |
We don’t do no cappin |
Trap jumpin like gymnastics |
And that chopper shooting |
I just got the drop from a thot, lil nigga |
She say you got that gwop, but you soft like a pillo |
Imma call up me a meeting, chop it up with my niggas |
bitch right there but she hang with some hittas |
I like all my bitches slimey |
Work him till he blinded |
Then help him go and find it |
Put my niggas on a mission |
closet and the kitchen |
dishes |
Now that’s a clean chicken |
I got 30 shots on the Glock, lil nigga |
I got 30 shots for a opp, lil nigga |
I been posted in the trap till my pockets got bigger |
I’m in the spot counting gwop with a dirty ass pistol |
Ran that check up, now these niggas' feelings hurt |
Finger fuck the drac, that’s how you make a chopper squert |
Had to clean the money, I got mines from the dirt |
I be sippin on syrup, like that shit was Butterworth |
I got Codeine habbits |
My hood bitch the baddest |
Real thick bitch, she eat her corn bread and carrots |
She like niggas that be trappin |
We don’t do no cappin |
Trap jumpin like gymnastics |
And that chopper shooting |