Codeine 2mm - Woah Lyrics

Damn, Blake, you goin' crazy
Talk about that shit, but it don't mean nothin
But when I talk about my shit, yeah, it mean somethin
I can call him my big bro and he gon' serve an onion
But this money standin' tall, talkin' like Paul Bunyan
Yeah your attitude so seasonal, something like a pumpkin
Take you out that country, baby, Irish Dublin
I was so down, for lil shawty, but she dubbed me
I ain't got no time for no shit, cause it get ugly
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
I got motion
Dive up in that pussy like an ocean
Why the f*ck you causin' that commotion
Change my face just like I'm Shrek, I'm off that potion
Huh, huh, huh
In a whole nother world
From the back I make her toes curl
Huh
Yeah, I'm off that potion
Codeine ain't got that motion
Dive up in that ocean
I ain't never care what another nigga say
I'm about my paper
Ain't no other f*ckin' way, way, way
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Niggas always talkin', got the Glock, came with a drum
Uh, uh, uh, nah
Double titties on the Glock
Niggas always talkin', but that f*ck nigga, he get shot
Uh, I'm recording in my room
Niggas play with me, I got the Glock, it sweeps you like a broom
Niggas wanna play with me, I got the Corvette, they go vroom, vroom
She gon' leave my mouth open when she see me, she gon' drool
Wet mouth when she see me
Bad bitch, movie 3D
Big titties in that cucci
Niggas mad, I feel like Gucci
1017 on my Glock
Niggas wanna talk about me, I'm gon' plot
Uh, I don't give a f*ck about that bitch, I'm bout my guap
I'm bout my guap, uh
I'm bout my guap I'm bout my guap I'm bout my guap
Lightning like McQueen
Uh, bad bitch, she wanna shoot a scene
Uh, super mean
Superbad, uh, super clean
Super, super, super, super clean, clean, clean
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