Internet Money – Codeine Cowboy Lyrics

Codeine Cowboy Lyrics – Internet Money

He hasn’t slept in probably ah, seven days

Haven’t slept since Thursday, I might go berserk
Late night off them percs
I’m poppin’ thirtys, thirtys, Falling off this Earth
I’m a codeine cowboy, breakfast pancake syrup
Haven’t slept since Thursday, I might go berserk
Late night off them percs
I’m poppin’ thirtys, thirtys, Falling off this Earth
I’m a codeine cowboy, breakfast pancake syrup

Break her back she wanna Birkin
Make that pussy squirt
Purple liquid, I sip in church
My bitch was totin’ first
Millions off the merch
My FN in her purse
I’m a savage, these dusty niggas hurt

Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (Lil Yachty)
Sunday, Flown to
Getting commas, And the loot
We
Haven’t slept since Thursday, I might go berserk
Late night off them percs
I’m poppin’ thirtys, thirtys, Falling off this Earth
I’m a codeine cowboy, breakfast pancake syrup

Wake Up!
Haven’t slept since Thursday, I might go berserk
Late night off them percs
I’m poppin’ thirtys, thirtys, Falling off this Earth (Wake Up!)
I’m a codeine cowboy, breakfast pancake syrup
Wake Up!
Wake Up!