Code
Grrrrrra
Yeah
2 3
Mercy
Step back shooter I feel like Irving (Cash)
Up this bitch I come through swerving
Talking to me what you know bout murder (What you know bout that)
Yeah
Shit getting hot I feel like shmurda
I see opp don't come through lurking (Don't come through)
Been inna bag I ain't talking burkin
You better step if we go any further
They on my wave like a surfer uh
My ops pussy no virgin nah
They say that boy from Maryland huh (Yeah)
Bitch I'm pressure I'm serving huh
I'm onna roll (Yeah)
Imma just stick to the code
Imma just stick to code
1 2 3 (Bgrrrrrrrra)
It's only one 2 3 that's me
Slide with the 2 2 3 that heat
Chop gon kick like 2 Bruce Lee's
All gas no brakes
I got them boof boof trees (Gas)
Big bag let's relate
Big mad know they hating (Hating)
He got his shit stabbed left a stain
Drums like a band Kurt Cobain
I got the dough weight
They at the door waiting
Let's set the tone straight
No way
I got the juice O J
I'm inna field O J
I gotta chase that bag O K
It's inna stash dope game (Yeahhh)
I'm with the sharks old bay (Old bay)
She play her part that my old bae (Uhuh)
All on her face O Lay
She tell me it taste like yo plait (Tell me)
I'm inna game like your player
I got chop like a 2k player
I keepa stick go play (Roof)
This shit hit runtz but it used to be paper
Pass to the gang rotate (Rotate)
Can't switch onna gang no way
People they lame so lame (Lame)
If I gotta blaze em go dame (Get em)
I get cold O'Shea (Ice)
Stick to the code no name (Yeah)
Stick to the script role play
This bitch gotta bag soul mate (Bag)
Grrrrrr (Yeah yeah yeah)
2 3
Mercy
Step back shooter I feel like Irving
Up this bitch I come through swerving (Skrrrrt)
Talking to me what you know bout murder (Yeah what you know bout that)
Shit getting hot I feel like shmurda
I see opp don't come through lurking
Been inna bag I ain't talking burkin
You better step if we go any further
They on my wave like a surfer uh (Yeah)
My ops pussy no virgin nah (Pussy)
They say that boy from Maryland huh (Yeah)
Bitch I'm pressure I'm servin huh (Pressure)
I'm onna roll (Yeah)
Imma just stick to the code (I'm onna roll)
Yeah
2 3
Mercy
Step back shooter I feel like Irving (Cash)
Up this bitch I come through swerving
Talking to me what you know bout murder (What you know bout that)
Yeah
Shit getting hot I feel like shmurda
I see opp don't come through lurking (Don't come through)
Been inna bag I ain't talking burkin
You better step if we go any further
They on my wave like a surfer uh
My ops pussy no virgin nah
They say that boy from Maryland huh (Yeah)
Bitch I'm pressure I'm serving huh
I'm onna roll (Yeah)
Imma just stick to the code
Imma just stick to code
1 2 3 (Bgrrrrrrrra)
It's only one 2 3 that's me
Slide with the 2 2 3 that heat
Chop gon kick like 2 Bruce Lee's
All gas no brakes
I got them boof boof trees (Gas)
Big bag let's relate
Big mad know they hating (Hating)
He got his shit stabbed left a stain
Drums like a band Kurt Cobain
I got the dough weight
They at the door waiting
Let's set the tone straight
No way
I got the juice O J
I'm inna field O J
I gotta chase that bag O K
It's inna stash dope game (Yeahhh)
I'm with the sharks old bay (Old bay)
She play her part that my old bae (Uhuh)
All on her face O Lay
She tell me it taste like yo plait (Tell me)
I'm inna game like your player
I got chop like a 2k player
I keepa stick go play (Roof)
This shit hit runtz but it used to be paper
Pass to the gang rotate (Rotate)
Can't switch onna gang no way
People they lame so lame (Lame)
If I gotta blaze em go dame (Get em)
I get cold O'Shea (Ice)
Stick to the code no name (Yeah)
Stick to the script role play
This bitch gotta bag soul mate (Bag)
Grrrrrr (Yeah yeah yeah)
2 3
Mercy
Step back shooter I feel like Irving
Up this bitch I come through swerving (Skrrrrt)
Talking to me what you know bout murder (Yeah what you know bout that)
Shit getting hot I feel like shmurda
I see opp don't come through lurking
Been inna bag I ain't talking burkin
You better step if we go any further
They on my wave like a surfer uh (Yeah)
My ops pussy no virgin nah (Pussy)
They say that boy from Maryland huh (Yeah)
Bitch I'm pressure I'm servin huh (Pressure)
I'm onna roll (Yeah)
Imma just stick to the code (I'm onna roll)
Credits
Writer(s): Aaron Carter
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