Codeine

[Verse 1: Gunna]

[Verse 2: NAV]

(Yeah)

[?] they shooting shit 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 bitch 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 nigga head while I'm playing in her weave

I got too many vibes, I brought sand to the bitches

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' bitches 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

Nigga play with me, get sprayed at your team

[?] they shooting shit 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 shit, now your ass 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 shit 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)