Codeine Cowboy

Bravo she on my Johnny, original no copy, stretch that ho like Pilates
Have her body a call me
You doin the dash
You know that I’m crawling
Slip an I slide, inside them foreigns
Balmains on me ain’t do no robins
Two door coupe park it all on Collins
Lean on kool aid, slick like toothpaste
Ride in a coupe, skate like lupe
(Hook)
Imma codeine cowboy, sittin inna Rarri, Racks in my pocket, why do I need a
wallet, Louis V on my body, kicking it no karate, feelin mr. miyagi,
perky mixed with the molly, Imma codeine cowboy, sittin inna Rarri,
Racks in my pocket, why do I need a wallet, Louis V on my body,
kicking it no karate, feelin mr. miyagi, perky mixed with the molly
(2nd verse)
Balenci kicker, balmain dripper
Champagne sipper, Ruth Chris dinner
Codeine spill it, Rollie fleeded
Don’t be silly, know we drippy
Balenicaga, cool and calmer
Gucci persona, Louis V armor
Rarri a skidded, know man a live it
Neck on frigid, ran up the digits
(Hook)
Imma codeine cowboy, sittin inna Rarri, Racks in my pocket, why do I need a
wallet, Louis V on my body, kicking it no karate, feelin mr. miyagi,
perky mixed with the molly, Imma codeine cowboy, sittin inna Rarri,
Racks in my pocket, why do I need a wallet, Louis V on my body,
kicking it no karate, feelin mr. miyagi, perky mixed with the molly