Doodie Lo - Call Bigboy lyrics

[Intro] Mmm-mm (AyeTM) [Chorus] Sittin' with the codeine, pour with the brodies Testin' with the Wock' and the pop quality Kobe Sneak dissin' on my name, ni**a, you don't know me Killers get you gone, they'll do it for a Rollie Mixin' all these drugs, Ion't wanna OD Smokin' on some opps, got me in a coma And you know it's him, smell the aroma Give me all my lines, don't try to pour me under [Verse 1] I ain't gotta lie, I spent a band on some pops Canada Dry, vanilla with the Wock' Call Bigboy, tell him, "I'm tryna shop" And you know it's clean, man, this sh*t straight drop Pour a whole four, we could do it like this I been sippin' Act' but I fu*k with the Tris Ain't another ni**a cup muddy like this VVSs in my Cartier, it glist' I don't wanna drivе home 'cause I'm leanin' I was only twеlve when I first start drinkin' b*tch be mad when I'm cheatin' with 'Kesha You don't really drink but your ass be leechin' [Chorus] Sittin' with the codeine, pour with the brodies Testin' with the Wock' and the pop quality Kobe Sneak dissin' on my name, ni**a, you don't know me Killers get you gone, they'll do it for a Rollie Mixin' all these drugs, Ion't wanna OD Smokin' on some opps, got me in a coma And you know it's him, smell the aroma Give me all my lines, don't try to pour me under [Verse 2] Now I'm gettin' high, I can feel it in my legs They tellin' me to stop, that it's all in my head Grab me a four, got me sneakin' and geekin' I'ma come for Smurk 'cause his ass stay preachin' Dropped the whole pint, it was me and Wuk Don't you tax or you get took I love codeine, it help me eat That Easter pink, it help me sleep fu*k, I done spilled my damn cup Everybody round, sh*t, I would drink it up If you can't afford it, boy, you better give it up Pandemic got the drink goin' up, ayy [Chorus] Sittin' with the codeine, pour with the brodies Testin' with the Wock' and the pop quality Kobe Sneak dissin' on my name, ni**a, you don't know me Killers get you gone, they'll do it for a Rollie Mixin' all these drugs, Ion't wanna OD Smokin' on some opps, got me in a coma And you know it's him, smell the aroma Give me all my lines, don't try to pour me under [Outro] Give me all my lines, don't try to pour me under Give me all my lines, don't try to pour me under Give me all my lines, don't try to pour me under Lines, yeah, I don't wanna go under Ayy