Prada

Ayy, CB, what you on, gang?

Uh-uh, oh-oh, oh-oh, yeah

Co-co-co-codeine, yeah

Uh, I done fell in love with the codeine, uh, I don't think that codeine know me, uh

My bitch on the table catchin' nosebleeds, uh, I ain't never fucked with the nosebleeds, uh

Wasted, doin' some in my basement, fuckin' that bitch, everyday shit, I need a baecation

Miami, I'm waiting, that bitch hot, no Satan, I've been contemplatin', I've been chasin' greatness

Yeah, huh I'm in the cut with the drugs, yeah, body on down of the rug, yeah

I don't got time for the thugs, yeah, I don't got time for love, uh, I don't got time for love

She don't got time for us, uh, tick-tock, time is up, ayy, I need a timer

Glock sing like CeCe Winans, rollie on me, change the climate, ayy

Fresh as INAS, na-na-na, I'm timeless, that shit is too timeless, whippin' that shit like ramen

Fuckin' that bitch like omen, close my eyes like "I'm in"