[Intro: Duvy]
Yeah, yeah
This shit off the top, man
Like every other track
(Money Musik)

[Chorus: Duvy]
Yeah, droppin' codeine in my drink hopin' I heal proper
Brodie a slime, yeah, he wipe your nose, proper
And for the right price, I swear we gon' do it, partner
Guwee in the cut, he told me, "Brodie, yeah, it's straight slaughter"
Front page, I'm juggin', man, I swear I had no money
Had to grind to stack, I did
For the times I hurt my mama, she was pissed
I ain't tryna eat, I take my codeine from thе fridge

[Verse 1: Duvy]
Yeah, brodie out, sеventeen nights, like a light post
When I up this stick, my mind say, "Just blow"
Brodie brought me on that drill, I ain't wanna go home
They wonder who we smokin'
A whole lotta dead guys in my eyes
Seen the real turn fake, it didn't feel right
I know DP gon' up that pole, like shoot for me
You wanna see that n***a? Turn that glizzy straight fully
Bro shoot at cops, it's Grand Theft Auto
Feels better when the stick is fully auto
Had to switch the way I move, see, I don't go home, nah
How you love me and you hatin'?
This how it is, I'm screamin', "Fuck 'em"
[Chorus: Duvy]
Yeah, droppin' codeine in my drink hopin' I heal proper
Brodie a slime, yeah, he wipe your nose, proper
And for the right price, I swear we gon' do it, partner
Guwee in the cut, he told me, "Brodie, yeah, it's straight slaughter"
Front page, I'm juggin', man, I swear I had no money
Had to grind to stack, I did
For the times I hurt my mama, she was pissed
I ain't tryna eat, I take my codeine from the fridge

[Verse 2: Mar Guwop]
Problems, pourin' up that codeine, hope it solve my problems
They keep asking me, "What's wrong?", thinking they gon' solve it
Where were you when I was alone trappin' in apartments?
Got it from the bottom
Posted by the stove, tryna get a wop quick
First time Mama seen that pole, she knew what a n***a want
So if you in it, you in it
Spinnin' back to back, tryna get 'em
R.I.P. bro, you know I'll never forget you
Uh-uh-uhhh
Shawty is you gonna hold me 'til the end?
'Cause I been sippin', I been talkin' to the mirror
These drinks the only thing that understand

[Chorus: Duvy]
Yeah, droppin' codeine in my drink hopin' I heal proper
Brodie a slime, yeah, he wipe your nose, proper
And for the right price, I swear we gon' do it, partner
Guwee in the cut, he told me, "Brodie, yeah, it's straight slaughter"
Front page, I'm juggin', man, I swear I had no money
Had to grind to stack, I did
For the times I hurt my mama, she was pissed
I ain't tryna eat, I take my codeine from the fridge
[Verse 3: LB Spiffy]
Hm, yeah, been gettin' tired, fuck that weed, and bitch, I smoke proper
We big drippin', these boys cap, they've been no Shoppers
My n***as sweepin' up your block, yeah, they some real moppers
I'm screamin', "Fuck the opp'az"
Fuck the cop'az
I know you n***as tryna slime us
They don't want no smoke
My neck, on my Rasta
Brodie whippin' up, up in the pot, shit look like pasta
Freak your bitch, then I might just put her on my roster

[Chorus: Duvy]
Yeah, droppin' codeine in my drink hopin' I heal proper
Brodie a slime, yeah, he wipe your nose, proper
And for the right price, I swear we gon' do it, partner
Guwee in the cut, he told me, "Brodie, yeah, it's straight slaughter"
Front page, I'm juggin', man, I swear I had no money
Had to grind to stack, I did
For the times I hurt my mama, she was pissed
I ain't tryna eat, I take my codeine from the fridge