Zack & Codeine (feat. Jo$h & mattyice)

I get high to let it go, your the one I'm holdin' close (Close, close)
Knock me down like dominos, I told her, "Let's hit the road"
Maybe go to Paris, shit, maybe to Japan, take you by your hand (Hand), can I have this dance? (Dance, dance, dance)

Waking up, twenty-k it's a good day, bands in my pants from the trunk to the briefcase
Smokin' on a wood, with some wax, it's a sweet taste
Zack & Codeine in my cup,I can't see straight
Tell me I ain't real, but I'm out here startin' real waves, Tell me I ain't real, but I'm out here touching real pape'
Color of the stacks, imma see 'em in blue-ray
Runnin' for a few Ks, tryna see a new day
No matter the weather, I'm steppin' in new Js, Spit like I'm Artist, a'int no Lil Baby, but she still the hardest
A'int even racin', and still get the farthest
Slidin' on beats with jp, but I'm cookin' in Philly like Harden
Zack and Codeine, sippin' some dreams
Grip got a beam, got me a wife and that girl is all me
We countin' up blues, and we puffin' on green

I get high to let it go, your the one I'm holdin' close (Close, close) Knock me down like dominos, I told her, "Let's hit the road",
Maybe go to Paris, shit, maybe to Japan
Take you by your hand (Hand) Can I have this dance? (Dance, dance, dance)

Laughin' to the bank, daily (Huh)
Money make me crazy, counting up these bands, shit I'm lazy
Yeah, I'm with the gang, and we all goin' brazy
Lookin' at you crazy, miss u on the daily (Yeah, yeah)
I don't wanna come around, when you not around shit
Your the one to hold me down, yeah, you hold me down bitch (Down, down, down)
You know you not average, fuckin' with a bad chick, bad bitch from Aruba
That hoe she go come and strip (Strip)
She go strip

I get high to let it go, your the one I'm holding close (Close, close), knock me down like dominos, I told her "Let's hit the road"
Maybe go to Paris, shit, maybe to Japan
Take you by your hand (Hand)
Can I have this dance? (Dance, dance, dance)
I get high to let it go, your the one I'm holding close (Close, close), knock me down like dominos, I told her "Let's hit the road"
Maybe go to Paris, shit, maybe to Japan
Take you by your hand (Hand)
Can I have this dance? (Dance, dance, dance)



Credits
Writer(s): Isaiah Clarke
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