Unreleased archive entry

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