Codeine Crazy (Freestyle) lyrics

[Intro]
Pour, that bubbly
I'm going to f*ck her for the summer, ain't no cuddling
I've been balling every day, I'm triple doubling
My stats is doubling, my stats is tripling

[Verse 1]
Aight, I'm sippin' Act', it's coming out of the bottle
I got my di*k, I put it in a model
She said she suck it, shawty finna swallow
I got a .40-.40, filled with hollows
f*ck with me, kill him like it's Grand Theft Auto
Shoot you in your face, won't see the day tomorrow
I get the cash, put you out your sorrow
I got some 4's 4's, you can borrow
I got some 4 O's, you can borrow
I know some mozos, that been trapping
I know some hoes, like some stones
Some fo's that been getting money
Oh woah, wait, time to catch my flow
I feel like I'm Michael Jordan
In the 4th court, hit him with the floater
I been high on the Percocets
So mix it up with a potion
That sh*t like a book
When it comes to hugs, cause I keep it open
I'm like Michael Phelps
When I feel it in the b*tch, I'ma deep stroke it
Shawty got a good mouth, talk
Good game, n*gga deep-throatin'
[Chorus]
Codeine crazy
Codeine crazy
All this Wockhardt
I've been pouring on my tour lately
Codeine crazy
Codeine crazy
All this Wockhardt
I've been pouring on my tour lately

[Verse 2]
Gotta give credit to God
'Cause he got me here
Redcoats on my side
b*tch you ain't Paul Revere
Shoot you in yo' face
I don't wanna see your tears
I don't wanna see your tears
I don't wanna see your tears
These n*ggas wanna see my fears
These n*ggas wanna drink Codeine
With me and my gang, we ain't having no cheers
I sip Codeine with n*ggas
I can go through life with years
Not these new n*ggas that started to reappear
Man, day ones in the party
Trinidad James when it come to pills
Feel like takin' me and molly
Run a train on your b*tch
The whole gang ran a train like a trolley
Tony Hawk with the back smith grind I feel like an ollie
Yeah, Yeah
Um, all of these b*tches they prolly wanna be with me
Lotti sleep next to me, so you can't sleep with me
Pull up to the scene, feel like Eazy-E
'Cause I'm a gangster I'm having fun
Never leave my house without my gun
I'ma talk my sh*t, I'ma sit down for a second, get up, and walk my sh*t
I'ma spark my blunt, I'ma light my piff
I need that money like Ellen DeGeneres
All of these n*ggas ain't sh*t but degenerates
Killing this sh*t, I'ma wild ass motherf*cker
n*ggas ain't sh*t but some soft ass gentlemen
b*tch you a-
b*tch you a middleman
Choppa' on me like Afghanistan
I walk in this, feel like 50 Cent
Mental state, on many men
Wishing death upon me
But I'ma dog, I'ma dog, off my leash
I swear I'm a dog, b*tch I'm a beast
Pockets all fat like pressure
Pockets all fat [?]
Wait
Gettin' this money I stack it
.40 on me, I been shooting since I was a kid
No, I'm never lackin'
All of my n*ggas they runnin' up on you
They not waiting for your reaction
I'm shooting these 3s like I'm Paxson
The Green Bay just like the Packers
Yeah, yeah
You know that my flow is madness
Ain't talkin' 'bout Urkel but b*tch, I know that you know that all of my family matters
I'm gettin' this money, I stack it, I flip it and then I put it on a platter
[Bridge]
I tell my mom "Go crazy"
I tell my b*tch "Go crazy"
I tell my bros "Go crazy"
And then I buy a new 380
'Cause these n*ggas think it's cool
'Cause these n*ggas think I ain't crazy
I'm from Chicago, baby
I'm from the Chicago, baby

[Verse 3]
Ayy, ayy
If you owe me, better pay
You want bullsh*t?
That's okay
'Cause my n*ggas on olay
I get money every day
Talk that sh*t, come walk this way
I'ma walk my sh*t all over your face, ay
Yeah, you heard what I said
I get the money, I spend it, I flip it, I'm smoking and doing these meds
All of these b*tches been trippin', they think that they up in a young n*gga head
And the police think we snitchin' or something like we finna talk to the feds
You white people ain't giving me bread, so I'm finna take the bread
I finessed the label
Feel like Comcast 'cause I'm finessin' all through a cable
Pull up on the scene, chopper kill you, leave you disabled
I'll never use my gun on one of these n*ggas no Cain-Abel
Uh, huh
[Outro]
Codeine brazy
Codeine crazy
Bodeine brazy
Codeine crazy
Bodeine brazy
Ay, Death Race for Love, I know ya'll heard it playing lately
Lucid Dreams went 8x platinum that's off singing
Wait 'till I shut the f*ck up and start rapping
Lucid Dreams went 8x platinum that's not rapping
b*tch, that's singing, wait 'till I shut up and start rapping, uh
Pour that bubbly
Pour that bubbly
Pour that bubbly
If you on tour with me, we gon' pour that bubbly
It's gon' get ugly