Codeine Habits

[Chorus: Blacc Zacc]

I got 30 shots on the Glock, lil' nigga

I got 30 shots for a opp, lil' nigga

I been posted in the trap till my pockets got bigger

I'm in the spot counting gwop with a dirty ass pistol

Ran that check up, now these niggas' feelings hurt

Finger fuck the drac, that's how you make a chopper squirt

Had to clean the money, I got mines from the dirt

I be sippin' on syrup, like that shit was Butterworth

I got Codeine habbits

My hood bitch the baddest

Real thick bitch, she eat her cornbread and carrots

She like niggas that be trappin'

We don't do no cappin'

Trap jumpin' like gymnastics

And that chopper shooting [?]

[Verse 1: 42 Dugg]

I grew up fucking with blocks, reason I got all these watches

[?] me down from [?], I know half you hoes impostors

Bitch [?] doctor, ho quit acting like it's real

I might fuck her, I might not

That all depend on how I feel

But niggas steal

All this shit came from [?]

For the right price I might [?]

Still clutching on that [?]

Bitch fucking on my cousin

She like that ain't your brother

That might become her husband

Can't go out like no sucker

Fuck her

[Chorus: Blacc Zacc]

I got 30 shots on the Glock, lil' nigga (Lil' nigga)

I got 30 shots for a opp, lil' nigga (Lil' nigga)

I been posted in the trap till my pockets got bigger

I'm in the spot counting gwop with a dirty ass pistol

Ran that check up, now these niggas' feelings hurt

Finger fuck the drac, that's how you make a chopper squirt

Had to clean the money, I got mines from the dirt

I be sippin' on syrup, like that shit was Butterworth

I got Codeine habbits

My hood bitch the baddest

Real thick bitch, she eat her cornbread and carrots

She like niggas that be trappin'

We don't do no cappin'

Trap jumpin' like gymnastics

And that chopper shooting [?]

[Verse 2: Blacc Zacc]

I just got the drop from a thot, lil' nigga

She say you got that gwop, but you soft like a pillow

I'ma call up me a meeting, chop it up with my niggas

[?] bitch right there [?] but she hang with some hittas

I like all my bitches slimy

[?]

Work him till he blinded

Then help him go and find it

Put my niggas on a mission

[?] closet and the kitchen

[?] dishes

Now that's a clean chicken

[Chorus: Blacc Zacc]

I got 30 shots on the Glock, lil' nigga

I got 30 shots for a opp, lil' nigga

I been posted in the trap till my pockets got bigger

I'm in the spot counting gwop with a dirty ass pistol

Ran that check up, now these niggas' feelings hurt

Finger fuck the drac, that's how you make a chopper squirt

Had to clean the money, I got mines from the dirt

I be sippin' on syrup, like that shit was Butterworth

I got Codeine habbits

My hood bitch the baddest

Real thick bitch, she eat her cornbread and carrots

She like niggas that be trappin'

We don't do no cappin'

Trap jumpin' like gymnastics

And that chopper shooting [?]