Codeine lyrics
by Quality Control
[Intro]
I wish I had some pop, like pourin' up some drank or somethin' (Pourin')
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, Bankroll (Cutta, we rich)
[Chorus]
Sipping codeine, got a n*gga on lean (I'm leanin')
Became a fiend, I hope I don't OD (OD, yeah)
Yeah, they know who I am, but n*gga, you don't know me (n*gga, you don't know me)
Oh, so you 'bout it? Yeah, you gon' have to show me (Yeah, you gon' have to show me)
Know these n*ggas lying, man, I know these n*ggas acting (These n*ggas acting)
Know some n*ggas slidin', but I know these n*ggas capping (These n*ggas capping)
You know you play with mine, we gon' press play like it's action (Yeah, I'm pressin' play)
Somebody gon' be dying, man, this sh*t here gon' get tragic (This sh*t get tragic)
[Verse]
Choppa bullets flying (Fah, fah), n*ggas laying in the cut, yeah (Fah-fah, fah-fah)
Police, ambulance, they gon' have to pick him up, yeah (Pick him up)
Hit him in the stomach, gave that boy a tummy tuck (A tummy tuck)
Ayy, when the switches hit your block, you know you cannot duck, yeah (Blrrrd, blrrrd)
How the f*ck you beefing, n*gga, and ain't nobody died yet? (How?)
How are you a stepper, bruh, and ain't nobody slide? (Say what?)
Everybody killers, well, I guess somebody lying (Somebody lying)
'Cause every time somebody play with us, somebody died (They put him up)
Ayy, n*gga, we don't play that, we gon' pull up where you stay at (Where you stay at)
Huh, put them glizzies up and say, "Lil Bro, ayy, where that K at?" (Ayy, where my Drac')
You say you got a problem like a blunt, but we gon' face that (Phew)
Spent twenty on the lawyer, we gon' make him close that (It's a closed case)
Say, why you n*ggas acting killer, knowing you ain't like that? (Why y'all capping?)
pus*y spinned my block, you better know we spinned it right back (We spent around)
Sippin' on this lean, I got this choppa, where my lap at? (I'm drinkin' Trist)
Hit a n*gga block, a hundred shots, and they ain't clap back (Boom, boom, boom-boom)
[Chorus]
Sipping codeine, got a n*gga on lean (I'm leanin')
Became a fiend, I hope I don't OD (OD, yeah)
Yeah, they know who I am, but n*gga, you don't know me (n*gga, you don't know me)
Oh, so you 'bout it? Yeah, you gon' have to show me (Yeah, you gon' have to show me)
Know these n*ggas lying, man, I know these n*ggas acting (These n*ggas acting)
Know some n*ggas slidin', but I know these n*ggas capping (These n*ggas capping)
You know you play with mine, we gon' press play like it's action (Yeah, I'm pressin' play)
Somebody gon' be dying, man, this sh*t here gon' get tragic (This sh*t get tragic, this sh*t get tragic)