VICODIN
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Yeah, okay
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Faded— Faded as a bitch, I think I might just take a trip
Take a flight up to Japan, before I land I take a sip
Perky in my fuckin' system, what the fuck a Vicodin?
This that money talk, that paper walk, that camera flashin' shit
I'm on the run, yeah, I'm on the run, boy, I'm one and done
I got guns, kickin' like a drum, do this shit for fun
Up and stuck, he need medicine, light this fuckin' blunt
N' keep it shut, pressure to the lungs, I can't get enough
Boy, I'll blow your ass away
Keep the police out the case
Sippin 40's, O.G told me smoke an O.Z to the face
In the sun, I see the rain, in the front, I see thеm rings
And the choppa do em' dirty, need to wash them fuckin' stains
"No onе, you're all alone, huh? Like me, blondie"
Proud of all my decisions, uh
Word to the mind, I'm in it, uh
Get buck and the fye, Put him in the sky
Just like I'm a flight attendant
Everything I want, I got it, had to step into the finer things
Had to get from the rougher times
To breakin' the bread with all my kin
B-B-Bitch I'm steppin' with this ruger
Take a step and I might shoot ya
Windows tinted, can't see in it
Swimmin' up in a pile of jewels
Independent how I live
That's the life I went to choose
I'm a star like golden goose
Yo' music ass won't look into it
(Won't look into it)
(Loo-loo-loo-look into it)
(Won't look into it)
(Loo-loo-loo-look into it)
Faded— Faded as a bitch, I think I might just take a trip
Take a flight up to Japan, before I land I take a sip
Perky in my fuckin' system, what the fuck a Vicodin?
This that money talk, that paper walk, that camera flashin' shit
I'm on the run, yeah, I'm on the run, boy, I'm one and done
I got guns, kickin' like a drum, do this shit for fun
Up and stuck, he need medicine, light this fuckin' blunt
N' keep it shut, pressure to the lungs, I can't get enough
Yeah, okay
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Faded— Faded as a bitch, I think I might just take a trip
Take a flight up to Japan, before I land I take a sip
Perky in my fuckin' system, what the fuck a Vicodin?
This that money talk, that paper walk, that camera flashin' shit
I'm on the run, yeah, I'm on the run, boy, I'm one and done
I got guns, kickin' like a drum, do this shit for fun
Up and stuck, he need medicine, light this fuckin' blunt
N' keep it shut, pressure to the lungs, I can't get enough
Boy, I'll blow your ass away
Keep the police out the case
Sippin 40's, O.G told me smoke an O.Z to the face
In the sun, I see the rain, in the front, I see thеm rings
And the choppa do em' dirty, need to wash them fuckin' stains
"No onе, you're all alone, huh? Like me, blondie"
Proud of all my decisions, uh
Word to the mind, I'm in it, uh
Get buck and the fye, Put him in the sky
Just like I'm a flight attendant
Everything I want, I got it, had to step into the finer things
Had to get from the rougher times
To breakin' the bread with all my kin
B-B-Bitch I'm steppin' with this ruger
Take a step and I might shoot ya
Windows tinted, can't see in it
Swimmin' up in a pile of jewels
Independent how I live
That's the life I went to choose
I'm a star like golden goose
Yo' music ass won't look into it
(Won't look into it)
(Loo-loo-loo-look into it)
(Won't look into it)
(Loo-loo-loo-look into it)
Faded— Faded as a bitch, I think I might just take a trip
Take a flight up to Japan, before I land I take a sip
Perky in my fuckin' system, what the fuck a Vicodin?
This that money talk, that paper walk, that camera flashin' shit
I'm on the run, yeah, I'm on the run, boy, I'm one and done
I got guns, kickin' like a drum, do this shit for fun
Up and stuck, he need medicine, light this fuckin' blunt
N' keep it shut, pressure to the lungs, I can't get enough
Credits
Writer(s): Chris Parker, David Wilson, Justin Lay, Nathan Fuller
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