Juice WRLD
Prada (Cosby Molly)
[Intro]
Ayy, CB, what you on, gang?
Huh, yeah, huh, codeine
Yeah
[Verse]
Uh, I done fell in love with the codeine, uh
I don't think that codeine know me
My bitch on the table catchin' nosebleeds, uh
I ain't never fucked with the nosebleeds, uh
Wasted, doin' some in my basement
Fuckin' that bitch, everyday shit, I need a baecation
Miami, I'm waiting, that bitch hot, no Satan
I've been contemplatin', I've been chasin' greatness
Yeah, huh I'm in the cut with the drugs, yeah
Body on down of the rug, yeah
I don't got time for the —
I don't got time for lovе, you don't got time for us, uh
Tick-tock, time is up, ayy, I need a timer
Glock sing likе CeCe Winans
Rollie on me, change the climate, ayy
Fresh designer, na-na-na, I'm timeless
That shit is too timeless, whippin' that shit like ramen
Fuckin' that bitch like oh yeah, close my eyes like—