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Codeine Counselors
by Riff Raff
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Jody Bond in this bitch as I recline like a fifth
Had to double check my wrist make sure it was still frostbit
Got a aquaberry fist, a ruby red Rolex
Codeine Castle in Las Vegas but my body from Texas
Thirsty haters try to sue me while I chill in Jacuzzi
Playin' Sega, clutchin' Uzi, chop your block Freddy Krueger
Drinkin' and drivin', drop my top off a bottle
They're like "RiFF you need a chauffeur"
I'm like "no bitch, I got it"
It's the white Pat Ewing, sippin' syrup wit ya sis
I broke down so many bricks, coulda balled for the Knicks
Sprinkle snow in the Swisher, yep I'm blowin' preemo
Peach Panther step through the door smellin' like a kilo
Big plans, rock rubies on my right hand
Who dis, who the 6'2 butterscotch prince with the blue wrist
RiFF
Ay, ay, ay, ay
Fell off in this Prada got me tootie, bad ass bitch copped a whip
I flashed the pick, I crashed, faded off the Henny
Stupid wet, watch me out my neck
Louboutin, that Lambo door powder coated with the rose gold
And the bombs knockin' off tiny bitches I'm 'bout the business
I need riches killin' any way they figure really
Fuck you sayin' man? The layback where I stay at with your baby mama
With the drama, take off in the candy paint
Collectin' duckets I'm with the fuck shit
Slime season bustin' boy I need that brick
Boys about that powder talk
Pull up, powder chalk my whip
Model bitch you know she wet
She booted off the percocets
Xan man, do yo dance, that should be the set
You bitch
Full clip, hot shit in my Smith & Wesson
Young rich, hot star you are not in my session
Margiela, Prada steppin' while we in a recession
Codeine counselors can't sip in a session
I gon' pull up in a drop-top and on any block
If I hit it then I wet it, he gon' meet the chalk
Hollow shits in the dick, boom, pop shot
Feds knockin' at the trap like nah nah
I just skrrted off in the 'Rari, baby boo I'm sorry
I be twisted off the lean, boy I can't do no no mollies
Six inside my double cup I'm feelin' sippin' on some buly
I just want the throat bitch, I can fuck yo pussy fuzzy
I'm gon' spaz, I'm flexin' bitch I worth 100k
If you run up on me I'mma let them dicks spray
Sippin' Actavis, the plug he be my best friend
Triple 6 bitch satan with me 'til the end
Jody Bond in this bitch as I recline like a fifth
Had to double check my wrist make sure it was still frostbit
Got a aquaberry fist, a ruby red Rolex
Codeine Castle in Las Vegas but my body from Texas
Thirsty haters try to sue me while I chill in Jacuzzi
Playin' Sega, clutchin' Uzi, chop your block Freddy Krueger
Drinkin' and drivin', drop my top off a bottle
They're like "RiFF you need a chauffeur"
I'm like "no bitch, I got it"
It's the white Pat Ewing, sippin' syrup wit ya sis
I broke down so many bricks, coulda balled for the Knicks
Sprinkle snow in the Swisher, yep I'm blowin' preemo
Peach Panther step through the door smellin' like a kilo
Big plans, rock rubies on my right hand
Who dis, who the 6'2 butterscotch prince with the blue wrist
RiFF
Ay, ay, ay, ay
Fell off in this Prada got me tootie, bad ass bitch copped a whip
I flashed the pick, I crashed, faded off the Henny
Stupid wet, watch me out my neck
Louboutin, that Lambo door powder coated with the rose gold
And the bombs knockin' off tiny bitches I'm 'bout the business
I need riches killin' any way they figure really
Fuck you sayin' man? The layback where I stay at with your baby mama
With the drama, take off in the candy paint
Collectin' duckets I'm with the fuck shit
Slime season bustin' boy I need that brick
Boys about that powder talk
Pull up, powder chalk my whip
Model bitch you know she wet
She booted off the percocets
Xan man, do yo dance, that should be the set
You bitch
Full clip, hot shit in my Smith & Wesson
Young rich, hot star you are not in my session
Margiela, Prada steppin' while we in a recession
Codeine counselors can't sip in a session
I gon' pull up in a drop-top and on any block
If I hit it then I wet it, he gon' meet the chalk
Hollow shits in the dick, boom, pop shot
Feds knockin' at the trap like nah nah
I just skrrted off in the 'Rari, baby boo I'm sorry
I be twisted off the lean, boy I can't do no no mollies
Six inside my double cup I'm feelin' sippin' on some buly
I just want the throat bitch, I can fuck yo pussy fuzzy
I'm gon' spaz, I'm flexin' bitch I worth 100k
If you run up on me I'mma let them dicks spray
Sippin' Actavis, the plug he be my best friend
Triple 6 bitch satan with me 'til the end
