CODES

Think she outta my mind, but she love it I know
I still stick to my codes
Think she outta her brain, now she outta her clothes
She act like no one knows, ay

Right until the sun is up, swear here I am again
Running numbers up
I remember back then when I was fucking up
Think I'm too cool to have friends, they all outta luck
I'm doing me while they pretend
My, my, my oh I can't pretend, in and outta lust luck I'm in love again
Forming for these drugs, 'cause they all my friends
Many don't like Marley, black and white like Carly
Tell me baby you can get it right with a watch
Proceed with caution, I ain't never kill, but I'll aim a shot
I don't mean to start a riot, and a minute silence

Think she outta my mind, but she love it I know
I still stick to my codes
Think she outta her brain, now she outta her clothes
She act like no one knows, aye

Right until the sun is up, swear here I am again
Running numbers up
I remember back then when I was fucking up
Think I'm too cool to have friends, they all outta luck
I'm doing me while they pretend, bitch
Say he wrote the script, little bitch I'm bout to flip it though
She be quick yo blow, ain't no kisses ain't no mistletoe
Ain't no funny shit, I'm a person they wanna get to know
You a fucking joke, funny how nobody get it though
Like, what's the punchline
Bitch I forgot that
I know the truth cold, these rappers hot trash
See I'm a bold dude, fold you, top back
Pushed like a convertible, converting you to straight ash
Say he trying, then he lying though
Get the money I be rich richie like I'm Lionel
Got a freak chick, she be violent so
I tell her to calm down and swallow like it's Tylenol
The sauce is undeniable
One on one, they don't want it with me
I hope I live till 103
I could tell that you are weak when you speak
One night now your girl is a freak
Dumb right, that's how it felt though, I'm being real with you
Run into me
Bitch you got nothing that I want so why would I steal from you
Fuck that; I got the world on my nuts, yes
People they told me I'm nuts, aye
I think they're mad at the success
Maybe you should suck less, matter fact
I hit it I shatter that
I finish you, ratta tat tat bitch ain't no coming back

Think she outta my mind, but she love it I know
I still stick to my codes
Think she outta her brain, now she outta her clothes
She act like no one knows
Think she outta my mind, but she love it I know
I still stick to my codes
Think she outta her brain, now she outta her clothes
She act like no one knows



Credits
Writer(s): Ethan Yampolsky, Thomas Santos, Jared Mastronardi
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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