Junkie lyrics

[Intro]
223s gon fly now he runnin'
Green tips got him sick, now he vomit
Bullets they hot, like a comet
I'm in the streets I don't care bout no...

[Verse]
I'm in the trap and I'm feelin comfy
Serving you a gram cause you a junkie
I see an opp, I'ma start dumping
With a bad b*tch with a ass like a donkey
She with her best friends she gon hump me
Spin in the block with the thots in a hummer
You wanna shop, I got them numbers
You wanna drop I been boomin' all summer
I got them dubs, fifties, hundreds
I need the bread, cheese, hummus
You don't got no guap cause you a dummy
Your n*ggas not eatin' they hurt in their stummys

[Verse]
223s gon fly now he runnin'
Green tips got him sick, now he vomit
Bullets they hot, like a comet
I'm in the streets I don't care bout no comet
Big 45's gon' send them to hell
License on the gun, I can't tell
I catch me a body, then I bail
I shoot at that n*gga then do that sh*t two times
I'm in the city with Glocks on the blue lines
Gold on my Glock that sh*t glizzy like shoe shine
Pay half price on my Glock like a coupon
R.I.P bullets I got on my Groupon