Codeine Habits - Blacc Zacc, 42 Dugg

I got 30 shots on the Glock, lil nigga

I got 30 shots for a opp, lil nigga

I been posted in the trap till my pockets got bigger

I’m in the spot counting gwop with a dirty ass pistol

Ran that check up, now these niggas' feelings hurt

Finger fuck the drac, that’s how you make a chopper squert

Had to clean the money, I got mines from the dirt

I be sippin on syrup, like that shit was Butterworth

I got Codeine habbits

My hood bitch the baddest

Real thick bitch, she eat her corn bread and carrots

She like niggas that be trappin

We don’t do no cappin

Trap jumpin like gymnastics

And that chopper shooting

I grew up fucking with blocks, reason I got all these watches

me down from, I know half you hoes impostors

Bitch doctor, ho quit acting like it’s real

I might fuck her, I might not

That all depend on how I feel

But

All this shit came from

For the right price I might

Still clutching on that

Bitch fucking on my cousin

She like that ain’t your brother

That might become her husband

Can’t go out like no sucker

Fuck

I got 30 shots on the Glock, lil nigga

I got 30 shots for a opp, lil nigga

I been posted in the trap till my pockets got bigger

I’m in the spot counting gwop with a dirty ass pistol

Ran that check up, now these niggas' feelings hurt

Finger fuck the drac, that’s how you make a chopper squert

Had to clean the money, I got mines from the dirt

I be sippin on syrup, like that shit was Butterworth

I got Codeine habbits

My hood bitch the baddest

Real thick bitch, she eat her corn bread and carrots

She like niggas that be trappin

We don’t do no cappin

Trap jumpin like gymnastics

And that chopper shooting

I just got the drop from a thot, lil nigga

She say you got that gwop, but you soft like a pillo

Imma call up me a meeting, chop it up with my niggas

bitch right there but she hang with some hittas

I like all my bitches slimey

Work him till he blinded

Then help him go and find it

Put my niggas on a mission

closet and the kitchen

dishes

Now that’s a clean chicken

I got 30 shots on the Glock, lil nigga

I got 30 shots for a opp, lil nigga

I been posted in the trap till my pockets got bigger

I’m in the spot counting gwop with a dirty ass pistol

Ran that check up, now these niggas' feelings hurt

Finger fuck the drac, that’s how you make a chopper squert

Had to clean the money, I got mines from the dirt

I be sippin on syrup, like that shit was Butterworth

I got Codeine habbits

My hood bitch the baddest

Real thick bitch, she eat her corn bread and carrots

She like niggas that be trappin

We don’t do no cappin

Trap jumpin like gymnastics

And that chopper shooting