Stick To The Code
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah
(Woah)
Woah
(Woah)
Stick to the code
(Code)
Swear I just stick to the code
(Code)
I'm in that mode
(Mode)
I'm in that mode
(Mode)
Im in that mode
(Mode)
Cartier Jay in that mode
(Mode)
Been on the rode
(Road)
Been on the rode
(Rode)
I been on the rode
(Rode)
Lately I been on the road
(Skrt, skrt)
These niggas gone fold
(Fold, fold)
Know me im stayin 10 toes
(Toes, toes)
But that's life, I suppose
Baby you know how it go
(Go)
She a freak hoe, throwing it back with no clothes
Sucking it sloppy yea she one of those
These lil n copy
That bitch trying to top me
I call up my shotty
You know he gone blow
(Boom, boom)
Shit is not cheep this monclear ona coat
Way she giving me throat babygirl you the goat
Giving her dick and it's murder she wrote
And these n some busters, can't see em' like ghost
Can't se em' like ghost
She sip casmigos I'm driving the boat
I gotta' expose
These n ain't rapping, these n be cloned
Worried bout a bitch she can't get in my zone
Wondering why she keep stalking my phone
Like leave me alone
(Lone lone lone lone lone)
But ima just do me
Know that I'm rocking that Ksubi
Boy he lame he a goofy
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah
(Woah)
Woah
(Woah)
Stick to the code
(Code, code)
Swear I just stick to the code
(Code, code)
I'm in that mode
(Mode, mode)
I'm in that mode
(Mode, mode)
Im in that mode
(Mode, mode)
Cartier jay in that mode
(Mode, mode)
Been on the rode
(Skrt, skrt)
I Been on the rode
(Skrt, skrt)
Been on the rode
(Rode)
Lately I been on the road
(Road)
These n gone fold
(Fold)
Know me im staying 10 toes
But that's life, I suppose
Baby you know how it go
(Go)
Know these lil n gone copy
Nun of these n can stop me
Wondering why they keep watching
I gotta get to the riches
No can't make no mistake, yeah
I gotta get to the cake, yeah
Count some racks like today
Running it up Im gone buss out the bank
(Yeah, yeah)
Know these lil n gone copy
Nun of these n can stop me
Wondering why they keep watching
I gotta gotta get to the riches
No can't make no mistake, yeah
I gotta get to the cake, yeah
Count some racks like today
When I get rich Ima buss out the bank
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
But ima just do me
Know that I'm rocking that ksubi
Boy he lame he a goofy
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah
(Woah)
Woah
(Woah)
Stick to the code
(Code)
Swear I just stick to the code
(Code)
I'm in that mode
(Mode)
I'm in that mode
(Mode)
Im in that mode
(Mode)
Cartier Jay in that mode
(Mode)
Been on the rode
(Road)
Been on the rode
(Rode)
I been on the rode
(Rode)
Lately I been on the road
(Skrt, skrt)
These niggas gone fold
(Fold, fold)
Know me im stayin 10 toes
(Toes, toes)
But that's life, I suppose
Baby you know how it go
(Go)
She a freak hoe, throwing it back with no clothes
Sucking it sloppy yea she one of those
These lil n copy
That bitch trying to top me
I call up my shotty
You know he gone blow
(Boom, boom)
Shit is not cheep this monclear ona coat
Way she giving me throat babygirl you the goat
Giving her dick and it's murder she wrote
And these n some busters, can't see em' like ghost
Can't se em' like ghost
She sip casmigos I'm driving the boat
I gotta' expose
These n ain't rapping, these n be cloned
Worried bout a bitch she can't get in my zone
Wondering why she keep stalking my phone
Like leave me alone
(Lone lone lone lone lone)
But ima just do me
Know that I'm rocking that Ksubi
Boy he lame he a goofy
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah
(Woah)
Woah
(Woah)
Stick to the code
(Code, code)
Swear I just stick to the code
(Code, code)
I'm in that mode
(Mode, mode)
I'm in that mode
(Mode, mode)
Im in that mode
(Mode, mode)
Cartier jay in that mode
(Mode, mode)
Been on the rode
(Skrt, skrt)
I Been on the rode
(Skrt, skrt)
Been on the rode
(Rode)
Lately I been on the road
(Road)
These n gone fold
(Fold)
Know me im staying 10 toes
But that's life, I suppose
Baby you know how it go
(Go)
Know these lil n gone copy
Nun of these n can stop me
Wondering why they keep watching
I gotta get to the riches
No can't make no mistake, yeah
I gotta get to the cake, yeah
Count some racks like today
Running it up Im gone buss out the bank
(Yeah, yeah)
Know these lil n gone copy
Nun of these n can stop me
Wondering why they keep watching
I gotta gotta get to the riches
No can't make no mistake, yeah
I gotta get to the cake, yeah
Count some racks like today
When I get rich Ima buss out the bank
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
But ima just do me
Know that I'm rocking that ksubi
Boy he lame he a goofy
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Credits
Writer(s): Marcjacob Perez
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