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Vic Mensa

Genres: Hip-Hop

Codeine Crazy Lyrics - Vic Mensa

Pour that bubbly, drink that muddy, drink that muddy 

I was covered in it, I was loving it 

That ain't for you dog, that's for them other niggas 

That ain't for you shorty, that's for that other bitch 

I'm going crazy 'bout it, I'm going codeine crazy 

That's how we living it 

That's how we living it 

 

Take all my problems and drink out the bottle and mop off the molly, yeah 

I'll admit I had my fair share of balloons at the party, yeah 

My carry-on is gon' carry a blunt on the plane 

And I'm higher than Icarus, hope I don't burn on the sun, no 

We order more bottles, take shots like they're choppers 

And pass them around 

Celebrate like a championship, celebrate like a championship 

Celebrate like a champion, celebrate like a champion 

Celebrate like a champion 

I told you, I told you, I told 

I need a friend like I need a bullet 

To the head and a nigga to pull it 

I'm so fucking sick and tired of these rumors 

They gon' talk about me, don't even know me 

Pour a lil lil liquor out, pour a lil lil liquor out 

Pour it out, pour it out, pour it out 

 

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Codeine crazy, codeine crazy 

Codeine crazy, codeine crazy 

Codeine crazy, codeine crazy 

All this motherfucking money got me codeine crazy 

All this motherfucking money got me codeine crazy 

 

Icarus flew too close to the sun 

I could be guilty of being too high to die 

I'm a winner but I can't roll just one 

Like a black stone, gotta roll up five 

They want you to think that your wings melt 

When you make your dreams real 

So black boy, don't fly too high 

I gotta keep my niggas with me like a seatbelt 

They my ride-or-dies, we tryna be the ones you idolize 

And it's getting close, I feel this shit approach 

When you making players you don't have to sit at coach 

Like a star player, had my hardware 

Built like a real nigga from the start, yeah 

I could see in my peripherals 

Niggas switching on you when they're dissing you 

Wishing they was replacing you but chasing you 

In the loser's position, what are they to do 

Me? I'm talking voodoo 

My whole crew too connected like Bluetooth 

SAVEMONEY right, new dynasty 

Living a life of who they're dying to be 

And I'm dying to say it 

I can feel the drugs again, I can feel the love again 

I can feel... I can feel the mud again 

Downing my cup again, I'm dreaming 

 

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Codeine crazy, codeine crazy 

Codeine crazy, codeine crazy 

Codeine crazy, codeine crazy 

All this motherfucking money got me codeine crazy 

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