[Intro]
Huh, aye
MT, Codeine

Yeah lately I’ve been missing all my friends, what’s new?
I been lazy on my work, y’all don’t even have a clue
And today I woke up, chose love, what a waste
Hey but goddamn, lately I been feeling fucking great!

[Verse 1: Missing Texture]
I might take a trip to Fiji, crash the boat and smoke some dank
I got all the cameras on me like my name was Truman Burbank
Walk up out the function with a stride in my step
Cause I know she noticed me in the gym counting reps
I mean what you really doing if you can’t say that you’re happy?
Took a lot of time and money, but I’m not just rapping
Clеaning up my mental, ditch the social, don’t @ me
Hit a holе in one with your bitch, she my caddy-!
Yeah I haven’t hit my limit, this one gonna sell some tickets
I be swiping right on Tinder but these women want ring fingers
At the point a song is written every couple days
But I end up scrapping half, cause I don’t know what to say
Or I end up scrapping that, cause I’m stuck in my ways
Seems like everything I write about her nowadays
But there’s so much more to life, and there’s so much more to do
Catch me in a minivan with the munchies, Scooby-Doo
Nah but really though, let me show you how I live and laugh bro
Posted with the homies, we together we glow
I might mess around and shave my fucking head to watch it grow
But a couple girls sayin' they be missing all my fro
Aye today I’m an activist, tomorrow pop ya bro
I’m a wildcard baby, I just thought that you should know
I’m just tryna make happy like my first name "Bo"
Never keep it inside, not the path you wanna go
I might take a trip to LA just to piss on all the trends
Every single day I wake up to like 34 DMs
Ever since I graduated I been searching for the end
So I might as well say fuck it, man up, and hit send-
Yeah I caught a case, I’ll keep it brief
Know who I am? I’ll cause you grief
Motherfucker wanna play I’ll make your buddy dig your grave
Then drop another forty tracks to prove I’m really getting paid
And slap the bitch right off your face, baby please get out my way
Yeah my brother Codeine, he a different type of man
We see girls we graduated with making OnlyFans
Like damn, horny people dropping likes on Instagram (aye)
While my checks be coming in got my momma like “damn”
Like damn, music never even part of my plan
Now I’m making bands, repping mental illness to my fans
I'mma take a trip to Fiji just to get away and then
Maybe finally be happy, I can stop rapping then, Cody-
[Verse 2: Lil Codeine]
Tonight (tonight), Tonight (tonight)
Woah (woah), Tonight (tonight)
He wanna play games with us
Me and MT go round for round
We pop off we the hottest two in town
We making money now, mommas be proud
They will never lay me down
I know I'm the best in the show right now
Pull up in a red Benz you can never catch me now
I'm a real rockstar, know I'mma go far
They see me in a Coupe, it got the stars
We came a long way, we was on Mars
Shoutout Denzel, he not to far
I was in my room, rapping on guitars
Now I'm a star, pull up in a cop car
We do the dissin', he do the snitchin'
He play we gon' blick him, Chris Paul I assist him
We taking trips to Fiji, she wanna be with me
I'm in a fast car, speeding like Nascar
Blow off his head, no rapstar
Take over the world, Rick Ross
I'm the big boss, I mix my Sprite with wok
We gonna blow just watch
I keep an icy watch
[Outro: Missing Texture and Lil Codeine]
Tonight, tonight, tonight
Yeah lately I’ve been missing all my friends, what’s new?
I been lazy on my work, y’all don’t even have a clue
Tonight, tonight, tonight
And today I woke up, chose love, what a waste
Hey but goddamn, lately I been feeling fucking great!
Tonight
I might take a trip to Fiji, crash the boat and smoke some dank
I got all the cameras on me like my name was Truman Burbank
Walk up out the function with a stride in my step
Cause I know she noticed me in the gym counting reps

Hey Cody, let's go to Fiji bro
Heh, let's fucking do it man