Codeine Habits

[Chorus: Blacc Zacc]
I got 30 shots on the Glock, lil' nigga
I got 30 shots for a opp, lil' nigga
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 niggas' feelings hurt
Finger fuck 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 shit was Butterworth
I got Codeine habbits
My hood bitch the baddest
Real thick bitch, she eat her cornbread and carrots
She like niggas that be trappin'
We don't do no cappin'
Trap jumpin' like gymnastics
And that chopper shooting [?]

[Verse 1: 42 Dugg]
I grew up fucking with blocks, reason I got all these watches
[?] me down from [?], I know half you hoes impostors
Bitch [?] doctor, ho quit acting like it's real
I might fuck her, I might not
That all depend on how I feel
But niggas steal
All this shit came from [?]
For the right price I might [?]
Still clutching on that [?]
Bitch fucking on my cousin
She like that ain't your brother
That might become her husband
Can't go out like no sucker
Fuck her

[Chorus: Blacc Zacc]
I got 30 shots on the Glock, lil' nigga (Lil' nigga)
I got 30 shots for a opp, lil' nigga (Lil' nigga)
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 niggas' feelings hurt
Finger fuck 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 shit was Butterworth
I got Codeine habbits
My hood bitch the baddest
Real thick bitch, she eat her cornbread and carrots
She like niggas 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' nigga
She say you got that gwop, but you soft like a pillow
I'ma call up me a meeting, chop it up with my niggas
[?] bitch right there [?] but she hang with some hittas
I like all my bitches slimy
[?]
Work him till he blinded
Then help him go and find it
Put my niggas 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' nigga
I got 30 shots for a opp, lil' nigga
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 niggas' feelings hurt
Finger fuck 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 shit was Butterworth
I got Codeine habbits
My hood bitch the baddest
Real thick bitch, she eat her cornbread and carrots
She like niggas that be trappin'
We don't do no cappin'
Trap jumpin' like gymnastics
And that chopper shooting [?]