Lyrics Codeine Gangsta Party - Retch

Felony warrant in five states
Young nigga boostin' the crime rate
So much distractions on my plate
Selling the white in the hallway
Selling the white out in broad day
Selling dope Friday to Friday
Long as there's fiends you gon' get it, my nigga
Yeah, that's word to Stevie
Selling that shit that they pull out the TV
Give me a ring if you need me
Most of these bitches be needy
Most of these niggas be greedy
Most of these bitches be greedy
Said I ain't fuckin' with nothin'
Then poured a deuce so it's frontin'
Heated the house with the oven
My nigga, we came up from nothin'
I sold dat crack wit my cousin
I sold dat brack wit my buzin
Young niggas right out the jungle
I sold that dope to my uncle
Gotta keep shit in the family
Shit don't be quite what it seem
I get my lean from the fiends
40 a line, what you mean
I'm getting dome in the V
Drivin' real slow in the V
Fuck on a bitch I don't know
Roll up and po' up a 4
Roll up and po' up some mo'
All of my niggas they go
All of my niggas they mine
All of my niggas they ride
All of my niggas they broke
Trap in designer
I sold that crack in Belenci
I hid the trigger right by the engine
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Not into seconds

I been sippin' drank for a long time
It's a Codeine Gangtsa Party
Throw them Styrofoam cups for me one time
I ain't tryna not to hurt nobody

Peace to my brother
I love you a lot more than little
We get a pint, split it right down the middle
I treat my bruh like they family
Most of my dogs in the Feds
I be so throwed off the Red
I be so throwed gettin' head
I be so thought watchu said
I went to war with three niggas
Shots 'front the store with three niggas
I was just thinking about murder
I gotta po' up a fo'
Run into the drink and I tweaked
Popped me a pill and I'm geeked
Trappin' I'm increasing my sneaks
Been in the trap for some weeks
Jumped out the whip with the Glock
I fell in love with the wop
Dome gettin' bitch in the drop
Don't give your bitches a pop
I'm sippin' she givin' me top
Bullets fly niggas get shot
I get it straight off the block
Sell a hoe eat off the top
Niggas they frontin', they all the time
Like get up and go
I get the bread on the road
Link with the bros on the 8
I get the dough out of state
I sip that po' out of state
I sip that po' on this grave
I might just po' up and faint

I been sippin' drank for a long time
It's a Codeine Gangtsa Party
Throw them Styrofoam cups for me one time
I ain't tryna not to hurt nobody