​codeine fever ​luvrello

[Chorus]
Yeah that's my shit, yeah this my shit
Said she like my damn clothes, I'm on my fly shit
Girl you not shit, I got options, yeah
I stay with these damn ho's, I'm with this thot bitch, yeah
She don't want shit except my pockets, yeah
Off them damn drugs, you can't stop this, yeah
Where my fire'? Where my blick? It's time to spin
He gon' die, we on shit, don't fuck with twin

[Verse 1]
I said don't call my phone, bitch I'd never trust again
I'm coolin' on my own, talk to God, He know I sin
Bitch I'm in that trap house with [?]
I'm by myself, I don't need no fuckin' friends bitch

[Bridge]
Yeah
And I stood on all ten
Yeah I keep that [?] except my Glock got [?]
Got smoke in my damn eyes, can't see through this damn lens
[?] got so damn fried, chiеfin' on that damn pen

[Chorus]
Yeah that's my shit, yeah this my shit
Said shе like my damn clothes, I'm on my fly shit
Girl you not shit, I got options, yeah
I stay with these damn ho's, I'm with this thot bitch, yeah
She don't want shit except my pockets, yeah
Off them damn drugs, you can't stop this, yeah
Where my fire'? Where my blick? It's time to spin
He gon' die, we on shit, don't fuck with twin