ON CODE

Yeah Mami I know that you prouda me
When my money go up i'ma Prada you
Shawty look like a buggati
Got me a queen
Ma baby my lottery
Baby you know that I'm froze
I got you on code
And that's all it aught to be
Baby you know that I'm cold
From these trenches you know that it got to me

African man with the same old chain
Just a different size and a different angle
If I drop that E and N on Will
Will it still be entangle
I think I lost my way omo
Give me time i'd learn omo
Give me time I'd fast and pray
Pepper them like pepper spray
I wanna be that man
That you wake up to
But I've got no time
Cause i'm stacking too
Northside but a nigga into you
On my life i'ma squeeze for you
I don't know no better
If I let you go
It's mad
On Sport like a polo sweater
And don't mind for your fiends that be talking the most
We both know they don't know no better
They don't know no better
I'd fight for your cause like i'm Mandela
And my bros inside
They didn't get a chance to do no better
I wanna be that man that you wake up to
Hold it down
Fuck a break up too
Cause you a ten out of ten
And you're my eight like four times two

Yeah Mami I know that you prouda me
When my money go up i'ma Prada you
Shawty look like a buggati
Got me a queen
Ma baby my lottery
Baby you know that I'm froze
I got you on code
And that's all it aught to be
Baby you know that I'm cold
From these trenches you know that it got to me

Yeah Mami I know that you prouda me
When my money go up i'ma Prada you
Shawty look like a buggati
Got me a queen
Ma baby my lottery
Baby you know that I'm froze
I got you on code
And that's all it aught to be
Baby you know that I'm cold
From these trenches you know that it got to me



Credits
Writer(s): Mpako Junior Mpako Pali
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