Fat Nick - Codeine Counselors lyrics

[Verse 1: RiFF RAFF] Yuh Jody bond in this b**h as I recline like a fifth Had to double check my wrist make sure it was still frostbit Got a aquaberry fist, a ruby red rolex Codeine Castle in Las Vegas but my body from Texas Thirsty haters try to sue me while I chill in jacuzzi Playin' Sega, clutchin' Uzi, chop your block Freddy Krueger Drinkin' and Drivin', drop my top off a bottle They're like "RiFF you need a chauffeur" I'm like "no b**h, I got it" It's the white Pat Ewing, sippin' syrup wit ya sis I broke out so many bricks you coulda balled for the Knicks Sprinkle snow in the swisher, yep I'm blowin' preemo Peach Panther step through the door smellin' like a kilo Big plans, rock rubies on my right hand Who dis, who the 6'2 bu*terscotch prince with the blue wrist RiFF [Verse 2: Germ] Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay [?] Pull up gotta chop my whip Model b**h you know she wet She booted off the percocets Xan man, do yo dance and be the set You b**h [Verse 3: Fat Nick] Full clip, hot sh** in my Smith & Wesson Young rich, hot star you are not in my session Margiela, Prada steppin' while we in a recession Codeine counselors can't sip in a session I can pull up in a drop-top and on any block If I hit it then I went in, he gon' meet the chalk Hollow sh**s in the dick, boom, pop shot Feds knockin' at the trap like nah nah I just skrrted off in the 'rari, baby boo I'm sorry I be twisted off the lean, boy I can't do no no mollies [?] I just want the throat b**h, I can f** yo p**y fuzzy [?], I'm flashin' b**h I worth 100k If you run up on me I'ma let them dicks spray Sippin' Actavis, the plug he be my best friend Triple 6 b**h say it with me til the end