Fiji - Missing Texture

Huh, aye

MT, Codeine

Yeah lately I’ve been missing all my friends, what’s new?

I been lazy on my work, y’all don’t even have a clue

And today I woke up, chose love, what a waste

Hey but goddamn, lately I been feeling fucking great!

I might take a trip to Fiji, crash the boat and smoke some dank

I got all the cameras on me like my name was Truman Burbank

Walk up out the function with a stride in my step

Cause I know she noticed me in the gym counting reps

I mean what you really doing if you can’t say that you’re happy?

Took a lot of time and money, but I’m not just rapping

Claning up my mental, ditch the social, don’t @ me

Hit a hol in one with your bitch, she my caddy-!

Yeah I haven’t hit my limit, this one gonna sell some tickets

I be swiping right on Tinder but these women want ring fingers

At the point a song is written every couple days

But I end up scrapping half, cause I don’t know what to say

Or I end up scrapping that, cause I’m stuck in my ways

Seems like everything I write about her nowadays

But there’s so much more to life, and there’s so much more to do

Catch me in a minivan with the munchies, Scooby-Doo

Nah but really though, let me show you how I live and laugh bro

Posted with the homies, we together we glow

I might mess around and shave my fucking head to watch it grow

But a couple girls sayin' they be missing all my fro

Aye today I’m an activist, tomorrow pop ya bro

I’m a wildcard baby, I just thought that you should know

I’m just tryna make happy like my first name «Bo»

Never keep it inside, not the path you wanna go

I might take a trip to LA just to piss on all the trends

Every single day I wake up to like 34 DMs

Ever since I graduated I been searching for the end

So I might as well say fuck it, man up, and hit send-

Yeah I caught a case, I’ll keep it brief

Know who I am?

I’ll cause you grief

Motherfucker wanna play I’ll make your buddy dig your grave

Then drop another forty tracks to prove I’m really getting paid

And slap the bitch right off your face, baby please get out my way

Yeah my brother Codeine, he a different type of man

We see girls we graduated with making OnlyFans

Like damn, horny people dropping likes on Instagram (aye)

While my checks be coming in got my momma like «damn»

Like damn, music never even part of my plan

Now I’m making bands, repping mental illness to my fans

I’mma take a trip to Fiji just to get away and then

Maybe finally be happy, I can stop rapping then, Cody-

Tonight (tonight), Tonight (tonight)

Woah (woah), Tonight (tonight)

He wanna play games with us

Me and MT go round for round

We pop off we the hottest two in town

We making money now, mommas be proud

They will never lay me down

I know I’m the best in the show right now

Pull up in a red Benz you can never catch me now

I’m a real rockstar, know I’mma go far

They see me in a Coupe, it got the stars

We came a long way, we was on Mars

Shoutout Denzel, he not to far

I was in my room, rapping on guitars

Now I’m a star, pull up in a cop car

We do the dissin', he do the snitchin'

He play we gon' blick him, Chris Paul I assist him

We taking trips to Fiji, she wanna be with me

I’m in a fast car, speeding like Nascar

Blow off his head, no rapstar

Take over the world, Rick Ross

I’m the big boss, I mix my Sprite with wash

We gonna blow just watch

I keep an icy watch

[Outro: Missing Texture and

Lil Codeine

Tonight, tonight, tonight

Yeah lately I’ve been missing all my friends, what’s new?

I been lazy on my work, y’all don’t even have a clue

Tonight, tonight, tonight

And today I woke up, chose love, what a waste

Hey but goddamn, lately I been feeling fucking great!

Tonight

I might take a trip to Fiji, crash the boat and smoke some dank

I got all the cameras on me like my name was Truman Burbank

Walk up out the function with a stride in my step

Cause I know she noticed me in the gym counting reps

Hey Cody, let’s go to Fiji bro

Heh, let’s fucking do it man