This codeine might tear up my liver
On my knees, like God, I'm a sinner
Act up, she get left on delivered
Them Xanny pills make it hard to remember
Xanny pills, but it's hard to forget ya
Love me still, but I won't let ya
On the Gram, she in love with the filters
Swear to God, I need something realer
I double, I triple, like all of this money I'm counting
Like f*ck all them people that doubted
Could turn a little pack to an Audi
Could make it sunny when it's cloudy
Know you ain't the same without me
Said f*ck what they think about me
Tryn' move too fast, told her hold on
Swear to God, this money got so long
One sip of this cup, got no problems
One hit of this blunt, got no problems
Get these racks out the bank, getting richer
Sipping this drank, got a pitcher
Saturday, I think I miss her
Sunday, I can't f*ck with ya
Riding round in convertibles
'Preme hoodie, just burned a hole
Blue pills, blue bills, so beautiful
Play Chief Keef at my funeral
I ain't got no time for no stupid ho
I seen through that shit, why you do the most
Ain't the same without me, know you losing hope
Every day, I get high to get through the lows
Mama said trust in God, but I don't hear none back when I pray
Get this guap, f*ck a job, gon' be rich before 28
Playing these games with me, know you don't even believe the shit you say
I can't believe that shit you say
This codeine might tear up my liver
On my knees, like God, I'm a sinner
Act up, she get left on delivered
Them Xanny pills make it hard to remember
Xanny pills, but it's hard to forget ya
Love me still, but I won't let ya
On the Gram, she in love with the filters
Swear to God, I need something realer
I double, I triple, like all of this money I'm counting
Like f*ck all them people that doubted
Could turn a little pack to an Audi
Could make it sunny when it's cloudy
Know you ain't the same without me
Said f*ck what they think about me
Jae Fiend - Xanny Pills Lyrics
Jae Fiend - Xanny Pills Lyrics
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This codeine might tear up my liver
On my knees, like God, I'm a sinner
Act up, she get left on delivered
Them Xanny pills make it hard to remember
Xanny pills, but it's hard to forget ya
Love me still, but I won't let ya
On the Gram, she in love with the filters
Swear to God, I need something realer
I double, I triple, like all of this money I'm counting
Like f*ck all them people that doubted
Could turn a little pack to an Audi
Could make it sunny when it's cloudy
Know you ain't the same without me
Said f*ck what they think about me
Tryn' move too fast, told her hold on
Swear to God, this money got so long
One sip of this cup, got no problems
One hit of this blunt, got no problems
Get these racks out the bank, getting richer
Sipping this drank, got a pitcher
Saturday, I think I miss her
Sunday, I can't f*ck with ya
Riding round in convertibles
'Preme hoodie, just burned a hole
Blue pills, blue bills, so beautiful
Play Chief Keef at my funeral
I ain't got no time for no stupid ho
I seen through that shit, why you do the most
Ain't the same without me, know you losing hope
Every day, I get high to get through the lows
Mama said trust in God, but I don't hear none back when I pray
Get this guap, f*ck a job, gon' be rich before 28
Playing these games with me, know you don't even believe the shit you say
I can't believe that shit you say
This codeine might tear up my liver
On my knees, like God, I'm a sinner
Act up, she get left on delivered
Them Xanny pills make it hard to remember
Xanny pills, but it's hard to forget ya
Love me still, but I won't let ya
On the Gram, she in love with the filters
Swear to God, I need something realer
I double, I triple, like all of this money I'm counting
Like f*ck all them people that doubted
Could turn a little pack to an Audi
Could make it sunny when it's cloudy
Know you ain't the same without me
Said f*ck what they think about me
On my knees, like God, I'm a sinner
Act up, she get left on delivered
Them Xanny pills make it hard to remember
Xanny pills, but it's hard to forget ya
Love me still, but I won't let ya
On the Gram, she in love with the filters
Swear to God, I need something realer
I double, I triple, like all of this money I'm counting
Like f*ck all them people that doubted
Could turn a little pack to an Audi
Could make it sunny when it's cloudy
Know you ain't the same without me
Said f*ck what they think about me
Tryn' move too fast, told her hold on
Swear to God, this money got so long
One sip of this cup, got no problems
One hit of this blunt, got no problems
Get these racks out the bank, getting richer
Sipping this drank, got a pitcher
Saturday, I think I miss her
Sunday, I can't f*ck with ya
Riding round in convertibles
'Preme hoodie, just burned a hole
Blue pills, blue bills, so beautiful
Play Chief Keef at my funeral
I ain't got no time for no stupid ho
I seen through that shit, why you do the most
Ain't the same without me, know you losing hope
Every day, I get high to get through the lows
Mama said trust in God, but I don't hear none back when I pray
Get this guap, f*ck a job, gon' be rich before 28
Playing these games with me, know you don't even believe the shit you say
I can't believe that shit you say
This codeine might tear up my liver
On my knees, like God, I'm a sinner
Act up, she get left on delivered
Them Xanny pills make it hard to remember
Xanny pills, but it's hard to forget ya
Love me still, but I won't let ya
On the Gram, she in love with the filters
Swear to God, I need something realer
I double, I triple, like all of this money I'm counting
Like f*ck all them people that doubted
Could turn a little pack to an Audi
Could make it sunny when it's cloudy
Know you ain't the same without me
Said f*ck what they think about me
Writer: Thomas Lee
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