Meds

Lyrics

[Intro] Cicero on the beat [Chorus] I need my meds, codeine color red, just dodged indictment In my sleep I'm dreamin' 'bout the feds, that shit kind of frightening My life is priceless, Jewish truck is coming, still don't got no license Pussy nigga notice how I'm comin', he don't wanna fight me New bitch a Pisces, lookin' thick and rollin' blunts, I like it Don't shoot no dices, got good dope and I got good prices Louis kicks, got dope boy Nikes I admit it, niggas don't like me Send shots at his fitted Jubilee wrist, that bitch hittin' in the lightening [Verse 1] Yeah, this is not a Breitling AMG key, that bitch pricy Good defense, hittin' like Tyson Yeah, we're rich but we're still sheisty Can't trust these hoes, they're trifling I'm too busy worried 'bout the backend Sold the pack and got excited Real shit, free my lil' bro Fat, man In the 'Vette, switchin' lanes like Stack, man Off the X, I don't know which ho to hit Fendi head to the toe with a loaded blick Fuck a bitch, I keep on gettin' rich Hundred mil', I ain't even gon' miss Cocaine, that's my favorite dish Throw some kick, drip down on the bitch White two-four sittin' on the pen Smokin' Runtz, in by the zip Gettin' rich, I'm wakin' up early I got a million to tip (Shawty Paid) Shawty write the C's on him Roll the duct tape, bitch, hit another gym Gotta go, gotta skate Glock four-oh, put him right in his place [Chorus] I need my meds, codeine color red, just dodged indictment In my sleep I'm dreamin' 'bout the feds, that shit kind of frightening My life is priceless, Jewish truck is coming, still don't got no license Pussy nigga notice how I'm comin', he don't wanna fight me New bitch a Pisces, lookin' thick and rollin' blunts, I like it Don't shoot no dices, got good dope and I got good prices Louis kicks, got dope boy Nikes I admit it, niggas don't like me Send shots at his fitted Jubilee wrist, that bitch hittin' in the lightening [Verse 2] I was 16, I came in icy Don't fuck with no rat, they're mices Be real, that shit is priceless For my niggas in the field just like me Red bottoms on her heels, she wifey Red tips on the FN bitin' V12 pullin' out like lightning Hundred thousand dollar cash excite me Niggas hatin' on me, tell 'em catch up Lil' bro in the cut, wet your vest up Serve too many fiends, can't let up I'm a boss to that bitch, got my head up Stop countin' up money when I'm fed up Stop pourin' codeine, don't measure Take a bitch in the Benz, we can beat up Two six in the trunk, got set up [Chorus] I need my meds, codeine color red, just dodged indictment In my sleep I'm dreamin' 'bout the feds, that shit kind of frightening My life is priceless, Jewish truck is coming, still don't got no license Pussy nigga notice how I'm comin', he don't wanna fight me New bitch a Pisces, lookin' thick and rollin' blunts, I like it Don't shoot no dices, got good dope and I got good prices Louis kicks, got dope boy Nikes I admit it, niggas don't like me Send shots at his fitted Jubilee wrist, that bitch hittin' in the lightening