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letra de codeine habits - blacc zacc

[chorus: blacc zacc]
i got 30 shots on the glock, lil’ n-gga
i got 30 shots for a opp, lil’ n-gga
i been posted in the trap till my pockets got bigger
i’m in the spot counting gwop with a dirty ass pistol
ran that check up, now these n-ggas’ feelings hurt
finger f-ck the drac, that’s how you make a chopper squirt
had to clean the money, i got mines from the dirt
i be sippin’ on syrup, like that sh-t was b-tterworth
i got codeine habbits
my hood b-tch the baddest
real thick b-tch, she eat her cornbread and carrots
she like n-ggas that be trappin’
we don’t do no cappin’
trap jumpin’ like gymnastics
and that chopper shooting [?]

[verse 1: 42 dugg]
i grew up f-cking with blocks, reason i got all these watches
[?] me down from [?], i know half you hoes impostors
b-tch [?] doctor, ho quit acting like it’s real
i might f-ck her, i might not
that all depend on how i feel
but n-ggas steal
all this sh-t came from [?]
for the right price i might [?]
still clutching on that [?]
b-tch f-cking on my cousin
she like that ain’t your brother
that might become her husband
can’t go out like no sucker
f-ck her
[chorus: blacc zacc]
i got 30 shots on the glock, lil’ n-gga (lil’ n-gga)
i got 30 shots for a opp, lil’ n-gga (lil’ n-gga)
i been posted in the trap till my pockets got bigger
i’m in the spot counting gwop with a dirty ass pistol
ran that check up, now these n-ggas’ feelings hurt
finger f-ck the drac, that’s how you make a chopper squirt
had to clean the money, i got mines from the dirt
i be sippin’ on syrup, like that sh-t was b-tterworth
i got codeine habbits
my hood b-tch the baddest
real thick b-tch, she eat her cornbread and carrots
she like n-ggas that be trappin’
we don’t do no cappin’
trap jumpin’ like gymnastics
and that chopper shooting [?]

[verse 2: blacc zacc]
i just got the drop from a thot, lil’ n-gga
she say you got that gwop, but you soft like a pillow
i’ma call up me a meeting, chop it up with my n-ggas
[?] b-tch right there [?] but she hang with some hittas
i like all my b-tches slimy
[?]
work him till he blinded
then help him go and find it
put my n-ggas on a mission
[?] closet and the kitchen
[?] dishes
now that’s a clean chicken
[chorus: blacc zacc]
i got 30 shots on the glock, lil’ n-gga
i got 30 shots for a opp, lil’ n-gga
i been posted in the trap till my pockets got bigger
i’m in the spot counting gwop with a dirty ass pistol
ran that check up, now these n-ggas’ feelings hurt
finger f-ck the drac, that’s how you make a chopper squirt
had to clean the money, i got mines from the dirt
i be sippin’ on syrup, like that sh-t was b-tterworth
i got codeine habbits
my hood b-tch the baddest
real thick b-tch, she eat her cornbread and carrots
she like n-ggas that be trappin’
we don’t do no cappin’
trap jumpin’ like gymnastics
and that chopper shooting [?]

- blacc zacc

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