Juicy J Codine Cups song lyrics

Fast life livin'

Yeah, we still tippin'

Codeine cups paint a picture so vivid

On the lean poppin' rose with a kush blunt

With a bitch, ass fat, see it from the front

Mind gone, man I'm trippy and my eyes low

Everything purple, all I see is weed smoke

Codeined out, but my bitch gonna try

If you say you ain't high, then you niggas lyin'

A bunch of Taylors Memphis niggas gettin' throwed nigga

A bunch of hoes in this crib, bunch of O's nigga

Off that oil and it's dirty and I'm feeling great

Smoke a blunt or two or three just to keep me straight

You getting high, what ho, make a decision

That medical promethazine trippy prescription

Cups overflowin', and my vision is dizzy

I'm like Bobby Brown ho without new edition

Fast life livin'

Yeah, we still tippin'

Codeine cups paint a picture so vivid

Purple, purple, purple, cup always full

Pass it in a circle, everybody smoking good

On the daily might, smoke an ounce just to fuck around

Weed mane sold out when I'm in your town

2050 Trippy, she got a sippy cup

They say don't drink and sip that lean but I mix em up

Turnt up to the max, real ratchet shit

She bad and she smoked probably half that bitch

You niggas still gettin' tipsy, catch me leanin'

Smoke some incredible, feel like I'm dreamin'

My crib in Cali like Texas sippin' DJ Screw

Fridge fill a Bombay but you can't find no juice

Fast life livin'

Yeah, we still tippin'

Codeine cups paint a picture so vivid