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

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