Codeine Float - Remix
Yeah
Polo
Used to have the 5's, jumping jumping, for the 4
Now she on drugs, steady asking, more more
Tell her no, hit the swerve on that hoe
If we ain't tryna get money, then I gotta go
East side for the pressure, hit the north for the snow
I got this shit jumping off the hardwood floor
Big shark in the water, bout to charge me a boat
Lean sitting on soda, like a codeine float
Lean, codeine, weed, E
Package it up for a fee, double it if he ain't P
I turn a rat to a otter, send that boy straight up the stream
Neck got the colors it gleam, skrrt, mean machine
Roll a opp up, nigga call it pack wood
Remember lock up, store running, eating good
Fox wit a Glock, off ya top, Robin Hood
Baby eat good, gobble eat wood
Got weight, fleetwood
Big steak, eat good
No dates, just wood
She late, I'm good
Don't make me go back to that mode
No fighting, we pulling poles
I ain't got that man it been sold
Whoa whoa whoa
Used to have the 5's, jumping jumping, for the 4
Now she on drugs, steady asking, more more
Tell her no, hit the swerve on that hoe
If we ain't tryna get money, then I gotta go
East side for the pressure, hit the north for the snow
I got this shit jumping off the hardwood floor
Big shark in the water, bout to charge me a boat
Lean sitting on soda, like a codeine float
North side for the petro, east side for the snow
Don't call me, you can text, don't speak B.I. over phones
She got snot all on my bed, nose leaking off that coke
Sniff it up her nose, dick all in her holes
Remember back then I was crippin with my niggas on that 4?
Still asking for forgiveness, all the shit I did before
Still gone catch that nigga slippin, leave him dripping on that floor
I ain't acting, ain't no script and bitch this pistol ain't for show
Ayyo Redd, hand me the tool, I bet I move without a fuss
Nigga better stick to school, I fuck round shoot your college up
Off them drugs I been a fool, but I still get my dollars up
RIP my brother Dru, I hope my nigga proud of us
RIP my brother Dru, I hope my nigga proud of us
RIP my brother Dru, I hope my nigga proud of us
Off them drugs I been a fool, but I still get my dollars up
RIP my brother Dru, I hope my nigga proud of us
Polo
Used to have the 5's, jumping jumping, for the 4
Now she on drugs, steady asking, more more
Tell her no, hit the swerve on that hoe
If we ain't tryna get money, then I gotta go
East side for the pressure, hit the north for the snow
I got this shit jumping off the hardwood floor
Big shark in the water, bout to charge me a boat
Lean sitting on soda, like a codeine float
Lean, codeine, weed, E
Package it up for a fee, double it if he ain't P
I turn a rat to a otter, send that boy straight up the stream
Neck got the colors it gleam, skrrt, mean machine
Roll a opp up, nigga call it pack wood
Remember lock up, store running, eating good
Fox wit a Glock, off ya top, Robin Hood
Baby eat good, gobble eat wood
Got weight, fleetwood
Big steak, eat good
No dates, just wood
She late, I'm good
Don't make me go back to that mode
No fighting, we pulling poles
I ain't got that man it been sold
Whoa whoa whoa
Used to have the 5's, jumping jumping, for the 4
Now she on drugs, steady asking, more more
Tell her no, hit the swerve on that hoe
If we ain't tryna get money, then I gotta go
East side for the pressure, hit the north for the snow
I got this shit jumping off the hardwood floor
Big shark in the water, bout to charge me a boat
Lean sitting on soda, like a codeine float
North side for the petro, east side for the snow
Don't call me, you can text, don't speak B.I. over phones
She got snot all on my bed, nose leaking off that coke
Sniff it up her nose, dick all in her holes
Remember back then I was crippin with my niggas on that 4?
Still asking for forgiveness, all the shit I did before
Still gone catch that nigga slippin, leave him dripping on that floor
I ain't acting, ain't no script and bitch this pistol ain't for show
Ayyo Redd, hand me the tool, I bet I move without a fuss
Nigga better stick to school, I fuck round shoot your college up
Off them drugs I been a fool, but I still get my dollars up
RIP my brother Dru, I hope my nigga proud of us
RIP my brother Dru, I hope my nigga proud of us
RIP my brother Dru, I hope my nigga proud of us
Off them drugs I been a fool, but I still get my dollars up
RIP my brother Dru, I hope my nigga proud of us
Credits
Writer(s): Keeyon Haley
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