CODEINE (feat. 645AR)

Yeah, yeah, I'ma stay down to the end I'ma pray before I sing If it's smoke, they know I spin Gettin' money since back then Yeah, yeah, I'm tryna see how it get like You don't get lit if you don't get right It's too much work, I keep a gun tight I show niggas how it done right I came from that jet block When I get the beef and I can't stop Whoa, yeah, In the field, I'ma top off I love that smoke like a crack rock Two glizzies, that's a bank cop I'ma keep that bitch if they don't let me in Like a ceiling fan, bitch, I love to spin One thing about me, bitch, I get it in I ain't goin' if I can't bring my gun in Man, these niggas be frontin Y'all niggas never did nothin' Ayy, y'all don't do no bluffin See a opp, I get the thumpin' Whoa, yeah, I get on like I press that button Yeah, bitch, ayy, y'all don't do no barkin' We on phone, we known for sparkin Yeah, it's free, my brothers at the chain gang, yeah All my brothers put in pain, yeah, yeah All my brothers put in