Codeine Guzzler
Juice WRLD · Produced by Bobby Raps, DY Krazy
Codeine Guzzler lyrics
Intro
Codeine guzzler on another level DY Krazy
Yeah codeine guzzler on another level
Bickin back in the A’ sippin on codeine like Hey
Bitch yeah
Chorus
Im a codeine guzzler on another level
In a Tesla rollin’ off a Tesla
Niggas tryna catch me lackin get the best of me
But I got my hand on my Smith Wesson
This a wave Im the ocean
Shorty like a slave with my chains on
Percocet at the rave get my rave on
Flyer than a raraven Yeah
Verse 1
Countin the riches handlin my business Ooh ooh
Bitch you trippin get out yo feelings Ooh ooh
I been winning winning and winning Ooh
Hop on my dick bitch like Tigger Ooh
I need a thick bitch good figure
Wiwiwipe me down Down down down
Got it on me right now Now now now
Ask where Im from baby Im from ChiTown Town town town
Five racks whip it up wipe it down Down
Chorus
Codeine guzzler on another level
In a Tesla rollin’ off a Tesla
Niggas tryna catch me lackin’ get the best of me
But I got my hand on my Smith Wesson
This a wave Im the ocean
Shorty like a slave with my chains on
Percocet at the rave get my rave on
Flyer than a raraven Watch this
Verse 2
Birkin Bag Uhhuh
They gon’ stop and stare Uhhuh
Like what you got in there Uhhuh
None of your business Uhhuh
Half a brick to share Uhhuh
With my niggas Uhhuh
Got some swishers Uhhuh yeah filled with killer Yeah
And a Beretta its ready to drill yeah Grrah
Niggas say that they some killers
But they cant do it if they dont got a pill yeah Uhuh
Uh peel ’em back like a Banana Grrah grrah grrah grrah grrah
Banana clip on me the Draco is real yeah
Shoot him twice ask how him how does he feel yeah Grrah grrah
Make him eat the bullets like a happy meal yeah Yeah
New watch cost damn near half a mill Gleam yeah
I can show you how to rap for real Uh
And I can show you how to trap for real Bitch trap
Im in the trap with the Rafs for real Yeah what else
With a nigga thatll shoot to kill Grrah
I know they feelin me like Im made of braille Uh
Keep talkin brazy then I send him to hell Uh
Im off the Perc it got me just like a snail Uh
If my nigga fight Im fighting like Holyfield Yeah
This shit right here is a show out Its a show out
Rich like a white bitch yeah Ima show out Uhhuh
Amiri jeans ass out Oh
I dont like to sag but these money bags
Aint givin my belt a fuckin chance Lets go lets go
Chorus
Codeine guzzler on another level
In a Tesla rollin off a Tesla
Niggas tryna catch me lackin get the best of me
But I got my hand on my Smith Wesson
This a wave Im the ocean
Shorty like a slave with my chains on
Percocet at the rave get my rave on
Flyer than a raraven