Jack & Codeine Lyrics

I just wan' shop at the mall (Okay)

Stack up my chips till I fall (Okay)

I did this shit, fuck you all (Okay)

Long as I rap, I'm gon' ball (Okay)

And no I can't answer no calls (Okay)

I been him since I could draw (Okay)

Y'all quick to back door a nigga and shit so I'm showing no love, no mercy, I'm Raul (Okay)

Not talking HAMAS, TR!LLPAULA the bomb

It's snakes in the grass, I'm mowing the lawn

Ain't nobody knowing these niggas, he John

The Glock end with seven, his last name is Bond

I'm booked and I'm busy so I can't respond

Drop niggas that's faker than shit, can't be conned

And I got the sauce, cause bitch I'm the boss

And bro wasn't built for my games so I'm signing him off

I started rapping when I turned age 14, get a lil taste, I've been mean

And it's AE the jeans, these UA the sneaks

And I got pearly whites, not a dime on my teeth

I just poured me a cup, I want jack and codeine

Got fits my nigga, this drip my nigga

I made him bleed but he crip, my nigga

Pulling the weeds, you clipped my nigga

Okay listen

I wanna get up, put my stones on neck, want my VV's to glisten

OG to the game so I block niggas glitching

Walk niggas like dogs, told the last one to sick 'em

Every time I come back from a break niggas listen

Brodie think I dissed 'em, that's not the intention

This like Paula Back 3 so I'll give it a mention

You speaking on Paula and still get no mention

I want Amiri the jeans

Float like a butterfly sting like a bee

Put a stain in his rap shit but my record clean

If you speaking on gang so he fucked with the team

Put out Free Drew and did 30k at fifteen

Put out Double Cup, they knew my raps at sixteen

Man I took me a break when I turned seventeen

Then I bossed up and shit when I turned me eighteen

I just wan' shop at the mall

Stack up my chips till I fall

I did this shit, fuck you all

Long as I rap, I'm gon' ball

And no I can't answer no calls

I been him since I could draw

Y'all quick to back door a nigga and shit so I'm showing no love, no mercy, I'm Raul

Not talking HAMAS, TR!LLPAULA the bomb

It's snakes in the grass, I'm mowing the lawn

Ain't nobody knowing these niggas, he John

The Glock end with seven, his last name is Bond

I'm booked and I'm busy so I can't respond

Drop niggas that's faker than shit, can't be conned

And I got the sauce, cause bitch I'm the boss

And bro wasn't built for my games so I'm signing him off

Sure bitch

I'm the kinda nigga put in work bitch

Drop it down, pick it up and put in reverse bitch

Man I hate to brag but I ain't never met a worse bitch

And I swing on a beat when I come through I hurt shit

Nigga talking crazy like his mom ain't in a hearse bitch

I just dance on a beat, when I spit, lyrics twerk bitch

Bro conjuring beef, man the nigga a hurt witch

Bro conjuring beef, bouta give him a curse bitch

I want my diamonds pink, white, or blue

Brodie, I don't fuck wit you

If it's up it's stuck like glue

I'm on the one, you the two

I ain't done, I ain't through

Bro hop in the booth and stop leaving me clues

Brodie you throwing a fit and I'm still not amused

Man give me my tens and then take away two

Cause I ate

And that shit ain't up for debate

Y'all niggas can bum, I take trips out of state

He ain't want beef so I brought out a steak

Man I paid for this, why you not touching your plate?

And I'm colder than Santa, my nigga I skate

I'm the heavyweight champ cause I'm pulling my weight

I'm sad cause I tried to brodie on game

I'm Paula and this for dogs like I'm Drake

I just wan' shop up at pop ups and drive with the top off

Sweep niggas, get mopped up

Might whiplash a dread head, hair swinging like rastas

Look at these niggas among us, imposters

If you play with me bitch, it get Messi like soccer

You sick in the head but this two-piece a doctor

Man I knew you was soft, heard you snitched, not a shocker

I'm tryna find out where you live, I'ma stalker