Juice WRLD
Prada (Cosby Molly)
[Intro]
Ayy, CB, what you on, gang?
Uh-uh, oh-oh, oh-oh, yeah
Co-co-co-codeine, yeah
[Verse]
Uh, I done fell in love with the codeine, uh, I don't think that codeine know me, uh
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 bae-cation
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 thugs, yeah, I don't got timе for love, uh, I don't got time for love
Shе don't got time for us, uh, tick-tock, time is up, ayy, I need a timer
Glock sing like CeCe Winans, rollie on me, change the climate, ayy
Fresh as INAS, na-na-na, I'm timeless, that shit is too timeless, whippin' that shit like ramen
Fuckin' that bitch like omen, close my eyes like "I'm in"
[Open Verse]