Showed Up Future

[Intro]
A whole eighth of codeine
I just, I just
I just, I just
Super Future, Future Hendrix, the Wizard
You dig?

[Chorus]
I just, I just downed a whole eighth of codeine
My lil' young nigga have you smelling like some sardines
I just, I just scored some work and I'ma serve every dope fiend
Mixin' up the molly with the Sprite like it's protein (Yeah)

[Verse 1]
Red lean in a Fanta, you can't taste the caffeine (Yeah)
Customs stamp my passport, I'm on my way to Beijing (Woo)
Smashin' on a trophy, crashin', I might OD (Ah)
Checkin' out my moji (What?)
I just came from Oslo, Norway, everything was gourmet
A couple million worth of whips when I step out my doorway (Skrrt)
I just, I just, I just throwed a bird away in Lenox (What?)
Went to Magic, throwed some racks, and nigga, I ain't finished (Huh?)
Baby, promise me you'll never go trip on what I be sippin' (Syrup)

[Pre-Chorus]
I was drugged up on so many drugs
I just showed up in this bitch with some Latin Kings and some Bloods
I came through that bitch with 4 Trey and my cuz
We screamin', "ABK," nigga, so you know what it was