"CELEBRATE" lyrics

Damn, DJ Codeine, pour me up

I just made her tap out and she off a bean
Prescription Oxy, know they clean
Might step on it and make it lean
Blue M&M for Perkie fiend (Oh, you steppin')
The trap house like a guillotine
It take his head off way too clean (Okay)
Extendo mag a limousine
The birds out the the Philippians (Brr)
Trap hot, I need my dope (Brr)
Assault the pound, you don't want smoke (Go)
Gucci, damn near bought the store (Go)
Louis, damn near bought the store (Go)
Dope fiends almost bought my store (Go)
Recipes get way too cold (Brr)
Money mission, hop out, go (Go)
Crashed out tryna keep shit low
The feds gon' pass by, y'all too slow
I told the plug I need ten more (Ha)
(And he gave me the ten)
Told the plug I need a ten
Shorty bad, she bring a friend
She gon' do it with no hands (I love no hands)
I'm not gon' lie, let's celebrate, I need a pint (Okay)
I'ma pour up 'cause these niggas finna die tonight
Fuck opps, put 'em in their grave, smoke 'em like a pipe (Why you mad, Trap?)
You niggas pussy, I don't never see you out at night (Ayy, chill out, bro)
Nigga, fuck the fame and the music, it's gon' be on sight (Don't rap like this)
When we shoot then it's dead opps, on my life (Ayy, get back to the trappin')

Dead opps, on my life (Ayy, get back to the trappin')
It's dead opps, it's on sight (I'm pourin' up)
I'm not gon' lie, let's celebrate, I need a pint (Pour me up, DJ)
I'm pourin' up inside this far car runnin' lights