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buddh4 - sir codeine iv lyrics

[hook]
pop out, b_tch i’m on these drugs, murder in the first degree
you run yo mouth, you spreadin rumors, n it’s hurtin me
no my soda never clean, i love a dirty drink
drop a perky in the wock, i feel like hercules
best call me “your highest,” buddh4, b_tch i’m sir codeine
my b_tch she the finest, she make a mess then slurp it clean
boy you best not try it, now yo shirt got 30 beams
a falcon, i’m the flyest, the rest of y’all ain birds to me

[verse 1]
yeah i said it, i’m the flyest, i got falcon wings
f_ck that b_tch n make her cum, right on the balcony
now she claimin that i love her, that’s insanity
all white bathroom, spilled my cup n stained the vanity
pop out, pop him like a perc, i got too many enemies
this jus cream n purple, no it ain’t no hennessy
all my diamonds wet, sail em like the seven seas
and this glock came wit a beam, so you got h_ll to see
that’s one in the head, puttin one in the dirt
now buddh4 goin fed, wock stains on the shirt
give a f_ck what you said, i’ma pop another perc
i’m pour up all the red, ima mix it wit the purp
lil b_tch, i’m fly
lil b_tch, i’m too d_mn high
all this money, i steady be ballin
i’m off wock and the perkys be callin, like
[hook]
pop out, b_tch i’m on these drugs, murder in the first degree
you run yo mouth, you spreadin rumors, n it’s hurtin me
no my soda never clean, i love a dirty drink
drop a perky in the wock, i feel like hercules
best call me “your highest,” buddh4, b_tch i’m sir codeine
my b_tch she the finest, she make a mess then slurp it clean
boy you best not try it, now yo shirt got 30 beams
a falcon, i’m the flyest, the rest of y’all ain birds to me

[verse 2]
i’m too high for this sh_t
i’m too fly for this sh_t
i’ma pull out that chop, you gon die for this sh_t
red dot, knock yo brains out yo skull
talkin sh_t, man that sh_t it get old
talkin sh_t, i just pour me a 4
brand new whip, i’ma let that b_tch go
brand new stick, i’ma let that b_tch blow
brand new stick, i’ma_, uh
packin up money, you don’t get none
i’ma pull out that chop with a big drum
i’ma pull out that cup, i sip mudd
why you talkin that_, uh, uh, uh
all of this sh_t off the dome
i’ma pour all that sh_t till it’s gone
i’ma pour all the red till it’s gone
talk on my name and we break in yo home
hol on
red, red, red, red, red, red, red
i pull that choppa and aim at yo head
honestly don’t give a f_ck what you said
hol on
sir codeine, i’m bout that sh_t
sir codeine, i’m bout that sh_t
sir codeine, where my crown at
keep a pint on me, can’t leave without that
[hook]
pop out, b_tch i’m on these drugs, murder in the first degree
you run yo mouth, you spreadin rumors, n it’s hurtin me
no my soda never clean, i love a dirty drink
drop a perky in the wock, i feel like hercules
best call me “your highest,” buddh4, b_tch i’m sir codeine
my b_tch she the finest, she make a mess then slurp it clean
boy you best not try it, now yo shirt got 30 beams
a falcon, i’m the flyest, the rest of y’all ain birds to me

- buddh4 lyrics

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