"Call Bigboy" lyrics

Mmm-mm (AyeTM)

Sittin' with the codeine, pour with the brodies
Testin' with the Wock' and the pop quality Kobe
Sneak dissin' on my name, nigga, 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

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 shit straight drop
Pour a whole four, we could do it like this
I been sippin' Act' but I fuck with the Tris
Ain't another nigga cup muddy like this
VVSs in my Cartier, it glist'
I don't wanna drive home 'cause I'm leanin'
I was only twelve when I first start drinkin'
Bitch be mad when I'm cheatin' with 'Kesha
You don't really drink but your ass be leechin'

Sittin' with the codeine, pour with the brodies
Testin' with the Wock' and the pop quality Kobe
Sneak dissin' on my name, nigga, 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

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
Fuck, I done spilled my damn cup
Everybody round, shit, I would drink it up
If you can't afford it, boy, you better give it up
Pandemic got the drink goin' up, ayy

Sittin' with the codeine, pour with the brodies
Testin' with the Wock' and the pop quality Kobe
Sneak dissin' on my name, nigga, 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

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