​codeine fever lyrics

by

FLAME


[Chorus]
Yeah that's my sh*t, yeah this my sh*t
Said she like my damn clothes, I'm on my fly sh*t
Girl you not sh*t, I got options, yeah
I stay with these damn ho's, I'm with this thot b*tch, yeah
She don't want sh*t except my pockets, yeah
Off them damn drugs, you can't stop this, yeah
Where my fire'? Where my blick? It's time to spin
He gon' die, we on sh*t, don't f*ck with twin

[Verse 1]
I said don't call my phone, b*tch I'd never trust again
I'm coolin' on my own, talk to God, He know I sin
b*tch I'm in that trap house with [?]
I'm by myself, I don't need no f*ckin' friends b*tch

[Bridge]
Yeah
And I stood on all ten
Yeah I keep that [?] except my Glock got [?]
Got smoke in my damn eyes, can't see through this damn lens
[?] got so damn fried, chiеfin' on that damn pen

[Chorus]
Yeah that's my sh*t, yeah this my sh*t
Said shе like my damn clothes, I'm on my fly sh*t
Girl you not sh*t, I got options, yeah
I stay with these damn ho's, I'm with this thot b*tch, yeah
She don't want sh*t except my pockets, yeah
Off them damn drugs, you can't stop this, yeah
Where my fire'? Where my blick? It's time to spin
He gon' die, we on sh*t, don't f*ck with twin
[Verse 2]
Yeah, we gettin' rich, it's that time to stack paper
I just kickback, smoke dope, them [] hate, yeah
Quit that chit-chat, give me that face
We out of state, yeah, [] can't relate
Put Balenci' on my b*tch, told her she gon' be okay
We gon' be alright, I got codeine in the sprite
What's in your cup Rel? This sh*t filled with ice
I'm on that top shelf, you can't pay that price
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