Sip codeine I go fast, When I touchdown its jetlag
She gon f*ck for two bags, but she get none its too bad
Sip codeine I go fast, When I touchdown its jetlag
She gon f*ck for two bags, but she get none its too bad
My bro caught him a few percs, and I'm stuck off these xans
Did this shit on our own, We aint eva ask for no hands
Maple syrup in my bands, Lil bankroll in my pants
Theres no lie in my raps, We see the feds and we dash
I had a gun in my lap I was trappin, I had the pack in my sac all in traffic
Run up a band then I stack it and stash it, I'm in the stu with my dawg Tyler Banditt
Ni*gas be lyin I don't understand it, I buzz Lv he gon send me a package
Then I go ball like I play for the magic these niggas are cappin for rap and its tragic
I pour me a hunnid inside of a toolie, Feel like the man and my life is a movie we f*ckin dat hoe
Cause that hoe is a groupie, She suck like a pro no that bitch not a newbie
I got some demons they after me, But I just deal with em casually
And I just rolled me like half a 3, I fill my cup with like half a bean
They watchin my pockets these niggas suspicious
I got off my ass and ran up some digits, Them nights on the floor was sleepin with crickets
Now give me a dollar show you how to flip it
Sip codeine I go fast, When I touchdown its jetlag
She gon f*ck for two bags, but she get none its too bad
Sip codeine I go fast, When I touchdown its jetlag
She gon f*ck for two bags, but she get none its too bad
My bro caught him a few percs, and I'm stuck off these xans
Did this shit on our own, We aint eva ask for no hands
Maple syrup in my bands, Lil bankroll in my pants
Theres no lie in my raps, We see the feds and we dash
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Sip codeine I go fast, When I touchdown its jetlag
She gon f*ck for two bags, but she get none its too bad
Sip codeine I go fast, When I touchdown its jetlag
She gon f*ck for two bags, but she get none its too bad
My bro caught him a few percs, and I'm stuck off these xans
Did this shit on our own, We aint eva ask for no hands
Maple syrup in my bands, Lil bankroll in my pants
Theres no lie in my raps, We see the feds and we dash
I had a gun in my lap I was trappin, I had the pack in my sac all in traffic
Run up a band then I stack it and stash it, I'm in the stu with my dawg Tyler Banditt
Ni*gas be lyin I don't understand it, I buzz Lv he gon send me a package
Then I go ball like I play for the magic these niggas are cappin for rap and its tragic
I pour me a hunnid inside of a toolie, Feel like the man and my life is a movie we f*ckin dat hoe
Cause that hoe is a groupie, She suck like a pro no that bitch not a newbie
I got some demons they after me, But I just deal with em casually
And I just rolled me like half a 3, I fill my cup with like half a bean
They watchin my pockets these niggas suspicious
I got off my ass and ran up some digits, Them nights on the floor was sleepin with crickets
Now give me a dollar show you how to flip it
Sip codeine I go fast, When I touchdown its jetlag
She gon f*ck for two bags, but she get none its too bad
Sip codeine I go fast, When I touchdown its jetlag
She gon f*ck for two bags, but she get none its too bad
My bro caught him a few percs, and I'm stuck off these xans
Did this shit on our own, We aint eva ask for no hands
Maple syrup in my bands, Lil bankroll in my pants
Theres no lie in my raps, We see the feds and we dash
She gon f*ck for two bags, but she get none its too bad
Sip codeine I go fast, When I touchdown its jetlag
She gon f*ck for two bags, but she get none its too bad
My bro caught him a few percs, and I'm stuck off these xans
Did this shit on our own, We aint eva ask for no hands
Maple syrup in my bands, Lil bankroll in my pants
Theres no lie in my raps, We see the feds and we dash
I had a gun in my lap I was trappin, I had the pack in my sac all in traffic
Run up a band then I stack it and stash it, I'm in the stu with my dawg Tyler Banditt
Ni*gas be lyin I don't understand it, I buzz Lv he gon send me a package
Then I go ball like I play for the magic these niggas are cappin for rap and its tragic
I pour me a hunnid inside of a toolie, Feel like the man and my life is a movie we f*ckin dat hoe
Cause that hoe is a groupie, She suck like a pro no that bitch not a newbie
I got some demons they after me, But I just deal with em casually
And I just rolled me like half a 3, I fill my cup with like half a bean
They watchin my pockets these niggas suspicious
I got off my ass and ran up some digits, Them nights on the floor was sleepin with crickets
Now give me a dollar show you how to flip it
Sip codeine I go fast, When I touchdown its jetlag
She gon f*ck for two bags, but she get none its too bad
Sip codeine I go fast, When I touchdown its jetlag
She gon f*ck for two bags, but she get none its too bad
My bro caught him a few percs, and I'm stuck off these xans
Did this shit on our own, We aint eva ask for no hands
Maple syrup in my bands, Lil bankroll in my pants
Theres no lie in my raps, We see the feds and we dash
Writer: Tyrell Matthews
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid