Letras
Codeine Pancake Breakfast
Thick lil' shit from Texas
For the hoes, I got a fetish
Woes Island, I ain't get your message
S550, the Maybach one
I slimed a nigga out I got payback once
I'm fuckin' his bitch, she ain't even call the nigga once
If we talkin' lamb talk, I want that for lunch
I can make them bands walk I don't even gotta touch em
I'm fuckin' fans, ouu, yeah, I love em
We in the back room gettin' high as hell I'm baked like an oven
Go ahead, twerk it, bust it, shake it
I show a band, she get naked
I got different hoes, different flavors
They wanna eat some Molly, get faded
I'm trapping out the crib, it's gated
My lifestyle lit, amazing
You niggas, they mad, they hate it
Too many spliffs, I'm jaded
Show me a bankroll Me and Lil Drama the Bang bros
Chanel bucket hat like a Kango
It ain't no where in the land that I can't go
I spent bands myself I ain't never need no label
I'm getting packs no scale
Whole lotta racks on the table
White bitch but she black like Adele
Timeless, my Rollie gold like a bell
I'm trapped in I had to get it my self
Bags in, let me show you what I got for sale
It's okay, I'll be the villain in your story, shorty
Smoke ten woods, back to back then I go eat at Lawry's
I got blues on me, fresh out the bank I look like Dory
Fuck the bullshit, all I know is keep it goin
Codeine Pancake Breakfast
Thick lil' shit from Texas
For the hoes, I got a fetish
Woes Island, I ain't get your message
S550, the Maybach one
I slimed a nigga out I got payback once
I'm fuckin' his bitch, she ain't even call the nigga once
If we talkin' lamb talk, I want that for lunch
I can make them bands walk I don't even gotta touch em
I'm fuckin' fans, ouu, yeah, I love em
We in the back room gettin' high as hell I'm baked like an oven