Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Codeine, artist - NAV. Album song Good Intentions, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 10.05.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: XO
Song language: English
Codeine |
Where I’m from, they shootin' shit up odee |
Probably 'cause we ain’t got no OGs |
Don’t start judgin' if you don’t know me |
Had a bad relationship with codeine (Lean) |
Dripping every day, I’m so fresh, so clean |
Quality stones, VVS on me (Ice) |
You fucking with a G, I love to take E (Yeah, yeah) |
Got like 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 (Pop beans) |
Grindin' at night 'til I crack my teeth (Yeah) |
Brought the poles, gotta keep two at least |
Half a brick gone, 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 bitch a Masi' for seventy G’s |
I told her come and ride it for 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 |
Made a million off of streaming, I was sellin' CDs |
I call her my lil' freak and she get it off me |
She give a nigga head while I’m playin' in her weave |
I got too many vibes, I brought sand to the beach |
Me and NAV gettin' high when we on a shoppin' spree |
Double cup, styrofoam, fill it with codeine |
I need it every day, and don’t tell me I’m a fiend |
You can really feel it when you chewin' on a bean |
I been out my mind, fuckin' bitches by the threes |
Speedin' in the Benz and the tank on E |
You gotta go and get it, don’t nothin' come free |
I’m standin' rock solid, bitin' harder than teeth |
Wear Rick Owens denim with the Chrome Heart tees |
We some big dawgs and way out of your league |
I spend it in the mall, twenty thousand on jeans |
Me and Wheezy Wave havin' codeine dreams |
Nigga play with me, he’ll spray at your tee |
Where I’m from, they shootin' shit up odee |
Probably 'cause we ain’t got no OGs |
Don’t start judgin' if you don’t know me |
Had a bad relationship with codeine (Lean) |
Dripping every day, I’m so fresh, so clean |
Quality stones, VVS on me (Ice) |
You fucking with a G, I love to take E (Yeah, yeah) |
Got like 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 (Pop beans) |
Grindin' at night 'til I crack my teeth (Yeah) |
Brought the poles, gotta keep two at least |
Half a brick gone, 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 nothin' on I ain’t seen |
Runnin' out of time, I increased my speed |
Yeah, it feel good buyin' watches for the team |
Different designers wrapped 'round my feet |
Rocking Dior with flowers and bees |
You was talkin' shit, now your ass gettin' beat |
Kick you in the face with an Off-White cleat |
I was splitting tickets on the TTC |
You know I stay with S-L-I-M-E's |
My whole city beefin', mad cow disease |
Play with us, you must wanna D-I-E |
Lately, all these rappers all C-A-P |
When I’m off the Addys, I don’t E-A-T |
It’s hard getting S-L-E-E-P |
Prayin' bros get F-R-E-E (Yeah) |
Where I’m from, they shootin' shit up odee (No cap) |
Probably 'cause we ain’t got no OGs |
Don’t start judgin' if you don’t know me |
Had a bad relationship with codeine (Lean) |
Dripping every day, I’m so fresh, so clean |
Quality stones, VVS on me (Ice) |
You fucking with a G, I love to take E (Yeah, yeah) |
Got like forty racks stuffed inside of my jeans (Yeah, yeah) |
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 (Pop beans) |
Grindin' at night 'til I crack my teeth (Yeah) |
Brought the poles, gotta keep two at least |
Half a brick gone, three, four for a piece (Yeah, yeah) |
My brother hit a lick for five, six keys |
Now he got the same AP as me (Yeah) |